The challenge of balance

Despite being all smiles at breakfast, yesterday was not a good day. Nothing in particular really happened, I was just in a funk.  My funk led to snacking and snacking led to more funk.  Lunch was ordered in with coworkers so there are no photos to show since I don’t take photos at work (except in the privacy of my own office).  I had a Greek salad, then a cookie and one fourth of the gigantic fudge brownies they were passing around.  I couldn’t help myself when cookies went around again in the afternoon.  They were Andes mint cookies and very deadly.  Now, had I stopped there, things wouldn’t have been so bad, but I didn’t…

Despite having plans to do some light elliptical-ing after work, I chose to have half a beer and snack my way through the pantry instead.

We ordered pizza from Papa John’s in preparation for my long run, which was this morning (more on that later).  I somehow justified needing a third piece even though I was plenty full, then pretzels and chocolate edemame because I already felt bad about eating beyond fullness so what more damage could I do?

This is a particularly nasty cycle for me.  I feel bad about my eating habits, and then stressing about it makes me want to eat more.  I’m a stress eater for sure.  Plus I’m too hard on myself and I beat myself up for mindless eating.

There is definitely an ebb and flow to my feelings about myself and my eating in general.  I haven’t been especially happy with my workout and food balance since I got back from my honeymoon, which I’ve mentioned before.  Sure, I’m training for a marathon so I should be eating more (some days), but I also need to work on being more cognizant of my hunger cues.  It’s no secret that some people actually gain wait during marathon training.  I gained weight during my first half marathon.  Somehow you decide because you do a long run one day a week, that you deserve to eat whatever you want when you want, despite not being hungry for it. And when I say “you”, I mean “me”.

There also is a lack of balance with my workouts.  A runner cannot get stronger and faster on running alone.  I need cross training and strength training.  But somehow it has gotten too easy for me to push this aside.

I think the best thing for me is to concentrate on treating myself well and giving myself a break. This means remembering that treating myself well means working out, sometimes when I don’t want to (I don’t mean when I’m truly tired) because it will make me feel so much better afterwards and it’s better for my mental health.  Somehow skipping a workout translates into having more time to snack at night and that is double trouble.

I know that focusing on mindful eating and balancing my weekly exercise with things other than running is “treating myself well”.  Remembering that is my biggest challenge.

I admire people who have this all figured out in their heads.  I am not embarrassed to say that I’m still a work in progress.

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So, this morning was my looong 14 mile run.

I didn’t plan to go first thing this morning, so I had a regular sized breakfast about an hour after getting up.

This morning called for some pumpkin oats for two.

-2/3 cup rolled oats
-2/3 cup almond milk
-2/3 cup water
-1 sliced banana
-1/2 tsp. cinnamon
-1/2 tsp. pumpkin pie spice
Toppings:
pumpkin granola
-1 Tbsp. TJ’s sunflower seed butter 
-1 Tbsp. pumpkin butter

So delicious…but it could have used a pinch of salt.

This is my work space for today, featuring my Santa Clause note pad.

I’ll post a long run recap later.  Happy almost-weekend!