A guy I went on a blind date with geeked out on me about something called “nutrient timing.”
My goal here was to eliminate the processed, unnatural stuff, and I mostly succeeded, with a few tiny, unthinking slip-ups.
We believe plans are the best way to achieve success and we compulsively gravitate toward them because they make us feel safe.
Did I feel warmer and fuzzier? That’s a hard feeling to pin down, exactly.