Sometimes You Just Have to Eat Pizza at 4am
Ever since moving to NYC, Iβve consistently found myself stumbling into a pizza parlor around midnight, in the midst of bar hopping.
π΅ππππππ: βπππππ ππππππ π π ππ πππ‘π?β
πΌπ: βπ³πππππππππ’ ππππππ πππ ππππππ ππ πΈ πππ ππππ π πππππ ππ πππππππππ πππ£π£π ππππ ππ’ πππππ.β
Having the option to eat anything I want, at any time I want, is one of the many reasons I love New York City.
And indulging on pizza at 2...4...sometimes 5am also means indulging on that thing I love about this magical city.
20 years later, I can tell the story about living in New York and ending my drunken nights with a slice of pepperoni pizza.
Eating pizza is enhancing my experience in a myriad of waysβsupplying happiness, creating stories, satisfying my taste buds, filling my belly.
Listen.
Sometimes your choices arenβt going to be aligned with your fitness goals, but they are going to be aligned with your happiness.
And happiness *is* an investment in your health, too.
If you eat pizza at midnight, you didnβt fail. You *just* ate pizza.
Thatβs it.
Consistency is what drives resultsβnot perfection. If youβre consistently working out and consistently choosing nutrient dense foods 80% of the timeβyouβre crushing it.
Donβt take fitness too seriously, my darlings. Let it enhance your life, not take you away from it.
....but on a more serious note, who else likes eating pizza at 2am?
To happiness and pizza,
Devi