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Some of my worst digestive nights didn't come from eating junk food. They came from business dinners. Late reservation after a long workday. A menu I didn't choose. A drink because it felt expected. The conversation was good. The meeting was productive. And yet, I'd go home feeling wired, bloated, and restless — even when nothing about the food looked extreme. For a long time, I assumed that was just part of doing business. What I didn't realize at the time was that those din

A few years ago, my Valentine's Day looked exactly like you'd expect. Late reservation. Great restaurant. Wine because it felt like part of the experience. Nothing excessive. Nothing reckless. And the next morning? I woke up heavy. Foggy. Already behind before the day even started. I remember thinking, Why does this feel harder than it should? At the time, I didn't see this as a health issue. I saw it as normal. You go out. You enjoy yourself. You push through the next day. W

For a long time, I assumed I'd know when I was burning out. I thought it would show up as mental fatigue. Losing motivation. Feeling checked out at work. Instead, it showed up somewhere I wasn't paying much attention to my digestion. Bloating that seemed to come out of nowhere. Reflux after long days. A stomach that felt tight and heavy during high-pressure weeks — even when nothing about my diet had changed. I was still at my desk by 7am. Still crushing deadlines. Still shar

Dry January just ended, and I kept hearing the same thing from people, "I didn't realize how good I could feel." Better sleep. Calmer mood. More focus. Less inflammation. It made me wonder: If cutting alcohol for a month feels that good… what happens when you cut the thing you drink every morning? I'm talking about coffee. And before you close this email, I love coffee too. This isn't an attack. It's a revelation. Because after working with hundreds of busy professionals, I'v

Every year around this time, I notice the same pattern — not just in clients, but in myself. The first week of January feels energizing. The second week feels structured and optimistic. But somewhere in Week 3, something shifts. My energy drops. My mood tightens. My sleep becomes unpredictable. Suddenly, everything feels harder than it did just a few days ago. For years, I thought this meant I was "slipping." That I was falling behind. That I lacked discipline. But then I lea

Every January, I see people install a bunch of shiny new habits — new morning routines, stricter diets, harder workouts, supplements that promise more focus and more energy. It's the wellness equivalent of downloading 10 new apps on your laptop and hoping it runs faster. But here's the thing: Your body isn't a reset button. It's an operating system. And if the OS is overwhelmed or out of balance, it doesn't matter how many habits you install. They won't run smoothly. They'll

Last year, I hit a point where I was completely overwhelmed. My calendar was packed. My to-do list never ended. My days were busy from the moment I woke up… and yet I felt like I wasn't actually moving forward. One afternoon, I looked at my week and realized something embarrassingly simple. I had created a life I didn't enjoy living. Not intentionally. Not dramatically. Just slowly… by tolerating a hundred small things I didn't want. Too many meetings. Too many obligations. T

For the last few years, every January I set the same health goals. "Fix my gut." "Balance my hormones." "Get my energy back." "Stop relying on three coffees just to function at work." January Me felt unstoppable. I'd buy new supplements, meal prep containers, download a meditation app. February Me? Quietly gave up and pretended it never happened. A few weeks ago, I was talking to a friend who said something that stopped me cold: "I keep setting goals, but nothing actually cha

Your food may not be as healthy as you think it is

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