I’m discovering that it feels less like sacrifice than I had expected. I don’t feel deprived. Instead, taking the time to fuel my body this way, with care and concern, feels like an indulgence. Self care does that to me, unfortunately. Inevitably I start to wonder if I’m doing it wrong rather than trust that taking care of my body is both vital and enjoyable. It’s a knee jerk response I hope to pull out by its roots one day soon.