I didn't just study this. I lived it.
For fifteen years, I was an endurance athlete. Ironman. Triathlons. I was, by every outward measure, the picture of health. And then my own body started falling apart.
My energy disappeared. My hair was falling out. My sleep fell apart. Food stopped appealing to me. The training I had built my life around, I no longer even wanted to do. Something was deeply wrong, and I knew it.
So I did what we are all told to do. I went and got tested. And every single lab came back "normal."
Nothing about how I felt was normal.
I refused to accept it. I come from a family of healers, a fourth-generation chiropractor with more than forty chiropractors in my family. Getting to the root of things is in my blood. So I started digging where conventional testing wouldn't look.
I found it in the places most people never get checked: the gut-hormone connection, metabolic health, and cellular function. I learned to eat with my cycle instead of against it. I learned to honor my body instead of punishing it. I stopped overtraining. And slowly, then all at once, my energy came back.
