I hesitate to tell you all this, because I don’t want to sound like I’m bragging. But I’m not. And when you do things this way, other things suffer.
That said, In the past 7 days I have lost 6.5 pounds. It has not been because I have been actively trying to lose weight. In fact, I don’t really want to lose weight, I’m happy with where I’m at. But for whatever reason I just haven’t felt like eating.
Simple as that.
As easy as it is to overeat, sometimes its just as easy not to eat much if anything at all.
Now I don’t want you to worry, I’m eating, promise. But lately eating has been like forcing myself to eat. I look at my bowl of oatmeal in the morning and can eat a few bites, and then sigh and force the rest of it down. I eat it, but I don’t want to.
Lunch and dinner are the same battles. Nothing sounds good to me, and sometimes I just don’t eat anything. This is a terrible idea.
I am 100% positive this has contributed to my terrible runs as of late. I haven’t fueled my body properly and therefore it won’t go the distance for me. My 11 mile long run on Saturday turned into 3 miles. I just didn’t have it in me.
Oh sure, I like that I’ve lost weight. I noticed it immediately in the way my pants fit, and how much flatter my stomach is. I like that. But I don’t like feeling exhausted all the time. I feel drained. Saturday I ate 4 dark chocolate covered almonds and a handful of Jr. Mints. That was all I had all day before I had a decent dinner.
So, in the interest of full disclosure to you all, I promise I’m trying. I want to eat. I AM eating. I can’t let my running suffer because of it.
Runnin' Down a Dream 