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That Tuesday evening catching my reflection mid set broke something in how I had been thinking about recovery. Six months of genuine effort,

That Tuesday evening catching my reflection in the gym mirror after six months of consistent training stopped me mid-set. Arms looked almost identical

That Saturday morning with twelve weeks of hard training behind me broke something loose in my thinking. The scale had barely moved. My

That Wednesday afternoon broke the pattern I had been stuck in for four months. Sitting in my car eating a fast food meal

I lost around 40 pounds and thought I would feel on top of the world but loose skin after weight loss was something

I had been cutting calories for months but still felt like my meals were boring and impossible to stick to which made the

That Sunday evening changed everything for me. Sitting at the kitchen table after another week of eating what I genuinely believed was a

That Saturday morning genuinely stopped me. I pulled up a recent photo of Alex Jones next to something from five years earlier and

That Friday morning broke me a little. Eight weeks of clean eating, every meal what most people would call healthy, and the scale

That Thursday still gets me. Six weeks of eating lower than I ever had, stepping on the scale every morning, and watching nothing