Over eating

 Reflection: Shock and Inspiration ✨

Today I am shocked. Truly shocked.

Walking into Overeaters Anonymous tonight felt like stepping into a new school of thought. I could not believe it. Here I am — a man who has run over 60,000 miles, who practices yoga every day, who has learned to let discipline regulate my appetite — and yet they wanted me to stand and say, “I have an eating disorder.”

It made me remember my childhood in Nigeria. Back then, they told us lies. They told us that being skinny meant being poor. I would overeat, then play soccer for ten hours straight, never gaining weight, and I thought maybe God didn’t love me. I didn’t realize the truth: my body was built for movement. It was strength, not weakness.

And now, years later, I see the same lie in a different form. People told to accept sickness as identity. People who believe health is unreachable. It shocks me. It inspires me. Because it proves why I must be a leader.

This is one of the greatest schools of thought I have ever stepped into — not because I need it, but because it shows me what the world is missing. AA, NA, OA… everywhere, I see the same pattern. People trained to call themselves broken. But I know better: I am not broken. I am whole.

What a beautiful day. I cannot believe it.