The Dark Side of Getting Really Lean: When Aesthetics and Health Don’t Match Up
It was 7:30pm, and my stomach was growling ferociously. I had guzzled a bunch of water along with several cups of tea in a feeble attempt to take the edge off, but that had proven fruitless.
I had already eaten my last scheduled meal for the day well over an hour ago, so I did the only thing that I could think of to escape the hunger: I went to bed. Even though the sun was still out, sleeping was my only solace. I didn’t really mind it, though, because I was constantly plagued by fatigue brought on by my own self-inflicted dietary restriction.