My mornings usually begin without breakfast and that has simply always been my natural rhythm. Eating later in the day feels better for my body, and for now, it’s a routine that works well. When yoga happens in the morning, practicing on an empty stomach feels completely natural, while evening classes almost always end with a proper meal afterward.

Carbohydrates will probably always win. A simple pasta with tomato sauce remains a forever favorite - comforting, uncomplicated, familiar.

Choosing yoga did not automatically mean becoming vegetarian.

Meat is still part of my meals occasionally, mostly fish, although the taste of meat was never something particularly enjoyable to begin with.

Not every day is filled with perfectly balanced meals and home cooking. Some days look exactly like that, and those days often feel the best. Other days revolve around delivery food, rushed meals, and more sweets than planned. Real life tends to move between both extremes.

Being constantly active and physically engaged makes the importance of nutrition very clear, but there is also a conscious effort to avoid turning food into pressure, guilt, or obsession.

Not every meal needs to be perfectly calculated in order to have value.

The mental relationship with food matters just as much as the physical one. Any forced restriction or rigid approach to eating can sometimes become mentally exhausting, even when it appears physically “healthy.” Of course, balance and awareness are important, but occasional comfort food, desserts, or imperfect eating habits are not failures. Sometimes food nourishes the body, and sometimes it simply nourishes the mind, and there is space for both.