: my last weeks of stupidity made me gain a little weight again – around one, maybe one and a half kilos more than I wanted to keep. so I went back above 73 kg. and that’s actually good – a kind of punishment for the last days, a clear signal that this bullshit is over. because as long as I was below 73 kg, I felt like I still had time, like I could still mess around, still “have fun”, I had that stupid feeling of impunity. but now, when I saw 73.8 kg, it hit me – okay, dude, you’ve gone too far, get back to yourself. it was a final confirmation that I’m returning to strong, disciplined self-care. the end of a period of stupidity, chaos, disorganization, transition. and, strangely enough, a necessary moment. because thanks to it, I made some decisions, changed a few things – things I probably wouldn’t have changed if I hadn’t messed up. so now I’ve taken another step forward. fortunately, I’m starting from +1.5 kg, not +4 kg, so it’s not bad. and I know I have a chance to finally go below 70 kg – something I haven’t done yet. now, with new energy, new tools, new thoughts, I can do it. these are the advantages of my failures. it’s a pity that my growth so often begins with mistakes… but maybe that’s just how I grow – through failure, awareness, and the will to rise again.
