I’m a little hungry. I mean I “feel” hungry. Americans shouldn’t say “I’m hungry” they should say “I feel hungry.” If you ate today you shouldn’t say “I’m hungry.” Hunger is a real thing. I don’t have third world hunger, I have first world hunger: I would like a doughnut. Some people say I’m starving. [...]
I’m a little hungry. I mean I “feel” hungry. Americans shouldn’t say “I’m hungry” they should say “I feel hungry.”
If you ate today you shouldn’t say “I’m hungry.” Hunger is a real thing.
I don’t have third world hunger, I have first world hunger: I would like a doughnut.
Some people say I’m starving. That’s offensive. Don’t say that… Because some people are starving, and they don’t say it.
How lucky we are to have this thing called “intermittent fasting” for our contemplation as a way to get jacked. It seems funny, doesn’t it? We’re so well off that we succumb to purposeful short term starvation in order to look better naked.
Although intermittent fasting has done a lot of things to me (both good and bad), one of the things I am grateful for is that it taught me what it means to be hungry. It also taught me how lucky I am. Even at my most desperate hour of hunger during my longest fake fast I could fathom, food is so simple to get a hold of.
How great that we exercise to increase our energy beyond normal so that, in a manner of speaking, we create a self inflicted energy crisis within our body.
If you’re reading this, you’re lucky. Luckier than you can imagine. If you’re trying to recreate your physical self — even if you’re at a place of total self hatred right now — remember that simply being in the position to do it is something special. It’s like the artist being given a notepad and pencil for the first time.
Beyond calories, sets, reps, exercises, and everything that everyone get’s caught up on, it comes down to this: are you going to care enough and feel lucky enough to pick up the pencil and draw?