As I wrap up my third week of my new lifestyle I am finding myself questioning things I never even knew I needed to know, discovering sides of myself I didn’t think existed and for the first time in my life, feeling like I honestly never knew how little I know. To me these all sound like huge life changing things- and I’m just working out more, right? So what gives?
Well apparently I’m not just working out, I’m learning how to live better, not just survive. Probably the biggest contributor to these much larger life revelations is the slow but steady revelation that food, and what I put in my body, is a much larger factor in attempting to reach my goals. And not only food, but everything in my life is intertwined. I can’t just go to the gym 3, 4, 5 hours a week and work hard and think “there, I am finally doing it- I am finally going to get sexy”.