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On Monday I shared with you how over the past few months I have gone from fit to flabby. The last few months have been very stressful, and when you couple that with virtually no exercise you can imagine how easy it can be to put back on any weight lost during training.
However, that is only the half the story. The other half, as alluded to in the cover photo, is complete and utter lack of effort to maintain any type of healthy diet whatsoever. To be honest, as sad as it is, eating healthy has just not been a priority for me lately. With so much going on and so much on my mind, most days I simply want to reach out and grab whatever food is going to make me happy in the moment. And let’s be honest, a kale salad or celery and humus is not going to hit the spot like a #6 from Wendy’s is…am I right? Spicy chicken goodness…golden french fries drenched in sweet ketchup…the cool, sugary satisfaction of an oversized Coca-Cola….
Sorry about that…
Then, of course, is my 9:00 problem.
My 9:00 problem is that every night around 9:00 my body says give me something sweet. My vice of choice is ice cream…any flavor, any brand (except Breyer’s…yuck). No ice cream, no problem. Maybe a brownie, or a muffin, or hot chocolate and a scone (or two). Even on nights I’m not hungry the routine has become so ingrained in me that I just can’t help myself. Sure, I feel disgusting (some times) after the fact…but people, the struggle is real, I just keep going back.
My hope is that one day, very soon, a few things will happen. All the stress will die down with the house, with the majority of big projects behind us. I will get out there and start running again. And, like has happened in the past, I will simply wake up one day and say “No More” and simply say goodbye to the bad food choices and night-time snacks and reintroduce myself to MyFitnessPal. I will shed the lbs and be back to racing after PRs and flying on runner’s highs.
Until then, I will sit here, sip my tea and fight the good fight. Each day is a new battle, with new chances to either succeed or fail. Stay tuned…the saga continues.