Today is the mid point of my diet. It is not easy for many reasons. I am hungry, tired and can’t run because I decided to take time off to recover and to lose weight. It seems to be almost impossible for me to lose weight while running. I can cut back on what I eat or eat better foods, but eventually someone shoves a pizza in my face and the carbs are more than I can handle.
Yesterday was the roughest. I have been on a physician weight loss diet for a week now and we had a presentation in our conference room at work with 10 large pizzas! Ugh. I sat and eat my apple and 4 oz of chicken and tried to ignore the aroma of pizza and the happy faces of coworkers as they devoured them.
If you consider my diet to be like a half marathon (funny how I now see everything in that light), I am at mile 8. At the half marathon we just ran, mile 8 was my slowest. It was the end of a long set of hills and the beginning of the decline. It was the hardest part and it was also the point at which I stopped feeling my legs running and had the sensation of almost floating. It wasn’t a fun “floating” either. I was tired and running slower than at any other point in the race.
As I mentioned, I am at mile eight in my diet/running hiatus. It is rough. I want to eat and I want to run. But, as in the race, I have to keep my perspective. I need to use this time to the full potential of the reason I began it. I wanted to let my body recover from the workouts and the race and I wanted to loose enough weight to be a more efficient runner. It is hard to run and keep good times in races at 5’9″ 195 lbs. All the charts say I should weigh about 165 to be in the “normal range”. I’m not stuck on that figure, but I also realize this is the best chance to get to a more reasonable weight.
Life is a race, whether we are running, dieting or just living day by day.
Running has taught me more than I thought I could ever learn from an “activity”. It is truly amazing.
I love running.
Love this analogy. Great post!