When I started Short, Round, and Fast, I promised to be completely honest about my struggles with food addiction. That being said, I have a confession to make. Ever since my injury at Ragnar (pictured below) caused me to take a three week hiatus from my running, the healthiness of my diet has been in a downward spiral.
The back sliding into my old eating habits started harmlessly. My injury occurred just before the Fourth of July holiday. Since I was not racing and I was resting my ankle, I told myself it was OK to indulge in a few unhealthy snacks. If my indulgences would have ended there, I would have been fine. Instead, like a true addict, as soon as I got my first hit of sugar in seven months I jumped head first off the wagon. Over the past six weeks, I have consumed copious amounts of all of my favorite unhealthy foods. All of them except pizza. I am a man of my word and I have stuck with my pledge not to have any pizza in 2014.
My wife, some of my good friends, and members of my running family have all offered their help to get me back on track with my diet and my goals for the year, however, being the stubborn man that I am, I have resisted any and all help. I like to do things on my own timetable.
It doesn’t help that food is a big part of the culture I live in. Most of my friends and family do not drink. Many of them replace the use of alcohol at social functions with large amounts of food. Healthy food is usually the furthest thing from our minds when providing food for a social gathering. Large family dinners are also very common where I live. If you try to eat healthy at these family dinners many people act like you’re certifiably insane. They sound a lot like Papa Klump in the clip below. The whole clip is comedic gold, but the prevailing attitude that I am speaking of starts around 53 seconds into the clip and runs until 1 minute 15 seconds.
After healing from my injury, starting a new job, and going out of town for work, I am finally ready to re-commit to my healthy diet. Today is my first day officially back on the wagon. I have about five weeks to lose the weight I have gained back before the St. George Marathon. I’m sure the first week or two is going to suck, but it will definitely be worth it in the long run. Wish me luck!