well it's been 231 miles since i exposed myself at a professional sporting event and decided i was tired of feeling like trash about my health and my body. with a surprising amount of self-awareness i said in that post that i would just try to become a runner and see if i could stick with that before i added in nutritional changes and other forms of exercise.
you guys, craze of all crazies: i am a runner now. the slowest, most ungainly one in the northern hemisphere? why, yes (i still have those chubby antarctic penguins beat...my waddle is faster!), but i can run 20 miles a week with no problem--and actually enjoy it. jesse and i are running a 15k this weekend which will be my farthest EVER...until it is eclipsed my our half-marathon training runs and finally the 13.1 race itself.
but here's the thing. i have maintained this new habit surprisingly well (for me), but as a "reward" to myself for this added positive hobby, i have been really letting it rip on the nutrition. to the point where i started to wonder if i maybe had a fast food addiction.
does that sound melodramatic? hell yes. but red flags start flying up when you polish off a chick-fil-a spicy sandwich for lunch and all you are thinking about on the way home is how to talk your husband into romantic big macs for dinner. isn't that how drug addicts are described? always looking for the next hit? yeah, that's me and trans fat. oh, the shame!
so i have compensated the running with way more unhealthy eating habits than i ever had before i took up running. it was a lazy and indulgent way of saying, "well i'm sticking with the running, i deserve a little something to be easy and fast and fun...for about 10 meals a week!" ugh.
so here we go on phase 2. like i said, food is my main squeeze. i will never be able to go all-paleo or zero-sugar or any extremity like that. leave me 5 extra pounds and a fried snickers at the carnival and a chili cheese dog every time i'm near the varsity. that i can handle.
but i can (and should) be able to tackle embarrassingly small goals like, "oh, hey, eat A vegetable today!" or, "maybe try not eating fast food this week."
so that's where we are. i am cooking at home and making a seriously conscious decision to just try when it comes to diet, to be aware of what's going in and to make it the best i can. rather than just squeezing my eyes shut, and shoveling in waffle fries and acting like it all cancels out because i ran 3 miles. no more.
there will always be a place in my tummy and my heart (the arterial regions) for chickfila and even that poisonous mcdonalds. but as a very rare treat not something that is my post-run daily due.
i lost 10 lbs and gained a ton of confidence over this last 6 months of running. i am excited to see how much better i feel physically and mentally by improving my nutrition.
is this doesn't work, i am going to rage-eat my way through truett cathy's entire bounty.