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…
