After Relying on a Wellness Regimen, a Safari Taught Me When to Let Go
Briefly

The snacks started before dawn: A pair of cookies tucked onto a tray of coffee delivered to my tent.
What set this safari apart, however, was that it was my first long-haul trip since embarking on a serious body composition journey.
This was also the first trip where my anxiety was so bad that I had a hard time getting on the plane.
I've never been immune to pre-trip jitters. What if I leave a faucet running before I leave the house?
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