my client just cried in a discovery call before we even talked about food.
she opened with "i want to lose 8kg"... we never got there.
she opened with "i want to lose 8kg"... we never got there.
you have the right to ask for help sometimes.
the 6am aunties have better consistency than any client i've ever had.
cutting feels productive… and that's exactly the trap.
this is definitely not a motivation problem.
you'd end a friendship over the way you talk to yourself.
when's the last time you moved your body just to play?
bangkok flooded last week, and it reminded me of covid, oddly… the same forced stillness.
the fix isn't a better meal plan… it's not having one.
it's not the body you're missing out on. count what else it's cost you.
the week you “fall off” every month isn't random, check the dates.
that photo you keep going back to? you hated it at the time. read that again.
therapy, journaling, all of it… and you still flinch in the changing room? there's a reason.
no countdown, no panic protocol, no morning-after collapse. here's how that actually works.
your scale isn't measuring what you think... and the fix takes 30 days.
if you feel that you're not struggling enough to ask for help… >>
…and your body would stop paying the difference. this one might sting.
>> make peace with your body for good now.
you need to develop [this] skill.
what your dna actually decides… and the much longer list of what it doesn't. <<
scroll to the oldest ones. that's the part that stings.
>> how to survive sunday lunch without the guilt
you have two settings: all-in and all-off. the women who keep their results live somewhere else.
you skipped the gym but you made the 7:30 call. there's a reason, and it's not discipline.