During this time of year I workout, a lot. My wife can attest that to the fact that in the house we have more protein powder than food at the moment [don’t judge, it’s cheap and tasty]. This would probably lead you to believe I am a huge health nut and eat only organic, free range, cruelty free, fat free health foods or some crap like that.
This could not be further from the truth.
The truth is I also eat, a lot. By that I mean my
eating feeding habits scare the elderly and small children. I have always had a love hate relationship with food, I love to eat it and hate when there is none left. That is about as far as I get with food.
But food is good, come on ice cream, cake, cookies, all so good, but also so bad for you.
My weight has fluctuated throughout my life, these days I’m not as ‘fat’ as I was growing up, but I still think that I am, in fact ‘fat’, that might have more to do with how much I gorge myself and less with how I actually look. Who knows really, but I don’t have the answers for that one and frankly no one could tell me different.
With the holidays rolling around, I try to focus on going to the gym and lifting. Because I know that if I do not my waistline will expand so much that, I will not be able to fit into my extra fat holiday jeans [don’t lie, everyone owns at least one pair]. However, let’s be clear, I enjoy working out, I really do.
However, I hate running.
I hate it with a passion, I do everything I can possibly do to avoid running and instead, I focus on other variables, like walking, walking I enjoy, running not so much.
Running to me is like trying to gouge out my eyes; I would rather get it over with as fast as possible or just avoid it all together. So when I say I workout to stay fit and be able to eat, what I really mean is I lift big weights in the gym, sweat and pant like I am running, all so I can avoid actually needing to run.
So the truth is I do what I can to be able to keep eating the way that I want. It probably isn’t the best for me, but you only get the one life and you might as well enjoy it. I like to think that the set up I have is mutually beneficial, I workout to stay fit and live longer and I eat because I live.
And whole point of this post isn’t for me to convince myself what I do is normal, so I can some how make it okay.
It is more for me to ask, when’s dinner?