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Just Gotta Do Me!

I've realized that when it comes to nutrition, I don't follow many of the typical "rules" that are out there.

For example, I've recently read that women should consume 100 grams or less of carbs per day...I eat twice that on most days. I also read that if your carbs are higher, you should only have one serving of fat per day. What? I have like 5! Some say that grains and dairy are bad for you and cause bloating, but I eat them daily.

I will sometimes read something that says, "You should have __ grams of fat/carbs/whatever a day", and my first reaction is "Oh gosh, I eat more than that. Maybe I should cut back!"
 
Then I have to talk some sense into myself and remember that what I am doing is working for me, so why would I change it? I think if you feel like crap all the time or you just aren't losing fat, then yes, you probably do need to change some things, maybe try something different. But I am lean, muscular, and I feel great!
 
And I love the way I eat right now. So what if I eat more fat than what you're "supposed" to, or more carbs than are recommended? I mean, maybe I'm just the exception, maybe I'm a freak, I don't know! But I do know that I have to not worry about what everyone else is doing and just do me. ;)


The point is, just because someone says, "do this" or "do that", doesn't mean that it's going to work for you. Be open to trying new things, but remember that everyone's body is different! And also remember to eat based on your goals. If you are trying to gain a lot of muscle(like me!), you won't eat the same as someone trying to lose fat. It also depends on other factors such as your activitiy level, the type of training you do, your metabolism, and how much bodyfat and muscle you currently have.
 

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