I’ve been lifting weights for over two decades. And for most of those years, I walked into the supplement aisle, grabbed whatever pre-workout had the flashiest label, mixed a scoop into my shaker cup, and hoped for the best. Sometimes I’d feel that caffeine tingle. Sometimes nothing. Sometimes I’d get a “pump” that lasted twenty minutes and left me wondering if I’d just paid $45 for flavored water. It wasn’t until my team and I decided to do a systematic label audit — forty pre-workout supplements, spread across a spreadsheet, with every single ingredient cataloged by dosage — that the…
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Three years ago, if you’d told me I’d be standing in my kitchen at 6 AM stirring lion’s mane powder into my coffee while a jar of reishi extract steeps on the counter behind me, I would have asked what planet you’d just arrived from. My supplement cabinet used to contain exactly two things: a tub of protein powder and whatever multivitamin was on sale at Costco. That was it. That was the entire stack. But something shifted after I hit thirty-eight. My recovery time from hard training sessions stretched from twenty-four hours to forty-eight. The brain fog that used…