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A couple of months back, I was talking to a friend about mindful eating and he said something that has stuck with me ever since; he said, “Yeah mindful eating is key, but it doesn’t mean shit if you don’t know how to bring awareness and intuition into the act”. Relationships with food are often not clear and concise, they generally are very muddied.

Several years back, I found myself, on the 4th of July, in rapt wonder, staring at my television screen. It wasn’t the kaleidoscope of colors from the fireworks in the sky, or the majestic sounds of the Boston Pops that so thoroughly held my attention prisoner; but rather a group of people, continuously feeding themselves hotdog after hotdog, that so intensely held my gaze. My family and I had accidently come upon a competitive eating competition, and I couldn’t turn away. I needed to know what mythical beast was going to win this competition.

One half of a “Munchie Mania” (mozzarella sticks, onion rings, chicken tenders), a large order of chicken quesadillas, double fries (hold the salad/coleslaw) and a coffee shake. Sounds like the description of enough food for a group of friends, but it’s not. In fact it was something quite different—my dinner, twice a week, from 2000-2006.…

I grew up in the perfect storm of cheesy action movies and the rising star of Arnold Schwarzenegger. Visions of attaining the perfect physique filled my head, and snapshots of Arnold from Commando carrying a tree on his shoulder filled my vision boards. But as I grew older, I found that the oversimplified pursuit of…