What Perfect Cost Me: Getting Ripped and Losing Myself

I was the chubby kid who fantasized about ripping the fat off my body like a puffy sweater. Forty years later I finally got the six-pack. It broke me.This is about what it took to get to single-digit body fat, what I lost chasing perfection, and the walk where I almost stepped in front of a truck.If you're optimizing one area of your life while everything else atrophies, this one's for you.Read the full essay hereConnect For A Discovery Call