On Sunday I ran 9 miles at an average pace of 11:55. That’s not my best but it’s actually pretty darn good, considering I’m carrying an extra 22 pounds more than I was this time last year while training for my last half marathon.
After my run on Sunday I ate (moderately) well. I had my coffee, my electrolyte drink, banana, a handful of yogurt pretzels. Then when I could actually eat a real meal, I had chicken breast, red potatoes and green salad with lots of veggies and dark leafy greens. Then I had some yogurt and raspberries. Then for dinner I had a big salad with beets and greens, lemonade, pizza, and a kids scoop of ice cream.
Then, as it always does on Mondays, it began.
The feeling of runger.
By about 10:00 I had sat through a meeting and all I could think about how hungry I was. This was of course, after I had eaten my nutrient dense breakfast just hours before. I was grateful to find some cottage cheese in last week’s lunch bag that I forgot to take home on Friday. Then at lunch I found myself face to face with a giant grilled chicken breast, brown rice and roasted veggies. Then I found some more of those yogurt pretzels (oops). On the way to the gym I found some almond butter in my car and wolfed that and a banana down. By the time I got out of my coreworks class and had an hour until rehearsal, I looked at my tracker and realized I was going to have to take out a points loan in order to get through dinner.
I hate when this internal battle begins.
I caught myself knowing I had to eat something to get through rehearsal and the…
- I am in the middle of training for a half marathon side of me said “spend a few extra points and eat something nutrient dense that will satisfy you so you don’t crash”
- I am trying to lose weight side of me said eat something with as few calories as possible and just “get by”
- Fat kid side of me said “there’s a taqueria next to the gym” 😂😂😂
I struggle because the numbers game is so engrained in my brain. If I eat within a certain target of numbers I will lose weight. But then I struggle because I know that I am also being active like a maniac and that’s just not always enough fuel.
I used to be very in tune with my hunger levels and staying within a number target before I became so active.
I find myself looking for guidance from other runners who have lost and maintained weight because I find them to be more relatable than just people in weight loss mode at this stage in my journey.
I just want you all to know that weight loss isn’t a one size fits all. Gotta find what works for you. And sometimes that changes through different stages in life. ❤️