The Eating

I've blogged a lot, exercised a lot, and repeated a lot. I have not talked a lot about eating - and I am definitely doing a lot of that!!

Tonight I am satiated with a full belly of good food. Let me back up, though, and take you through today. 

This morning I ran a 10k in miserable muggy 83% humidity. 79 degrees. It's one of my favorite 10k's, but oy vay that weather. 

I started my day with an Atkins chocolate shake and a cup of coffee with a tablespoon of coconut oil in it. It was my tiny carb and caffeine prep for the run. 

After the race, I had a banana (the only time I will eat one is post race), a slice of cheese pizza, green salad with raspberry vinaigrette, and a light beer. Lots of water from that point on!!

Next stop was a local Nola themed breakfast joint. Here's my brunch:

Yum. Off the rails, but I had one slice of bacon and two slices of the bananas foster pain perdu. Ridiculously delish! And a Bloody Mary. It's my day off and spouse and I enjoyed the day. 11.5 miles travelled today, so that was my treat. 

I drank water through the day, then had a a snack of string cheese. 

Dinner was ah. Maze. Ing!! We grilled out.  

 

Ribeye steak ( half for tomorrow's lunch), garlic butter shrimp, fresh zucchini and squash, and fresh pineapple marinated in coconut white balsamic vinaigrette. Perhaps one of the best things I've ever eaten!  

And a pineapple mojito made with Splenda simple syrup. 

I rarely drink, but occasionally spouse and I will enjoy an adult beverage. Always lo carb minded for me. 

So I had a sparse breakfast, a good workout, great treat brunch, and a healthy high protein, low carb dinner. 

I'm not missing a thing! AND I have surf and turf leftovers for lunch!

Now I've blogged. 

Repeating soon.

e b e r

Competing

This is the time of year where I run in organized races - usually 10k or half marathons. A few 5k's sprinkled in. 

Every race is a competition, with prizes overall, and in broken down age groups by sex. 

I'm aware of this, but I don't run for those competitions. 

I run against one competitor - me. 

I run because I have diabetes, and if I don't schedule races, I'm not going to get out there and train. Even with scheduled races, in my low times I don't train as much as I should. But I keep moving. 

There is a me that doesn't want to interact with people. That doesn't want to get out. The competition is to get up, and go run that race. 

I'm not looking for PR's (personal records) - I'm looking for daily wins. Sunday I was in a low place. But I got up at 5am, put on the clothes I laid out the night before, and ran a half marathon. The hardest part by FAR was getting out the door. 

I know once I start, I'll be okay. I revel in the fact that I have conquered my inner self one more time. That I'm out in the ocean breeze, in the sun, working my body - not fast, but steady. Determined. 

When the random strangers are giving me high fives and cheering me on, I get encouraged that four years ago I had never run. And now I was completing my 14th half marathon. 

One step at a time. 

Crossing the finish line is always a victory. A victory against everything in me that tries to hold me down. 

It's hard. Every single time. 

But oh, is it worth it. 

Keep moving.

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