I thought that I would share some of those first, and then end this post with a vent about how scared and excited I am for this weekend's half marathon.
Okay, so here are some of the epiphanies, in no special order:
1) In my dieting days, I always thought "Exercise more to eat more!" and I'm realizing exactly how backwards I had it. That approach motivated me to exercise using food as a reward. For me, that did not help me gain a healthy relationship with either food or exercise.
|the ole' "twinkie on a plunger" trick...|
I realized recently that I've stopped thinking that way since stopping tracking those things.
Now I exercise because I want to, not to earn food rewards. Also, when training for a race, sometimes the opposite of that rule is true, and I need to "Eat more to exercise more!" That isn't the new rule, because if I made that a rule then this would be too diet-y, but it definitely has been a pattern, and helpful. For example, if I try to run 10 miles at 2 in the afternoon when my relatively small breakfast was at 9 in the morning, for example, I'm going to crash and burn around mile 3.
It improves my exercise greatly when I eat more. Of course, it improves even more when I eat more healthy foods, but my performance is improved with ANY food, even if that food is a leftover slice of pizza and a poptart. The point here is that I'm finally understanding that age old adage about how food is fuel.
Any fuel will work, of course premium is best, but energy is energy.
2) I was hanging out with my 11 year old cousin, and he lied about having already ate dinner so that he could continue playing video games with his friends.
I'm not condoning the lie, but just to imagine a life where food was so unimportant that I would rather play with my friends than eat dinner was liberating. I used to see eating that way, too. Sure I had favorite foods, and enjoyed eating sometimes, but eating was not my top priority when I was a kid. It didn't even make the top ten list.
Sometimes I need to remember to listen to my inner child. This is especially true for me when it comes to recovery, because that was the only time in my life when I didn't have a messed up relationship with food. My inner child can remind me that there are so many things in my life that are more important than food.
(Of course, obviously food and eating are very important things, but I'm sick of focusing on them so much!)
Hmmm... okay, I guess that is only two. I know that there is a third, but I can't remember it for the life of me. So, I will go on to the second part of this post.
I'm so freaking excited and terrified about the half marathon that is happening in three days!!!!!!!
I became a runner in January. I had noble intentions to be able to run most of this half marathon. At this point, however... I'm running a mile at a time. I take a walk break every mile. I'm cool with this for my first half.
My new running mantra: Finishing is winning.
I'm super excited for the beginning of the race. I imagine that the crowd will be exciting, and Chattanooga looks really pretty in pictures. My first time there, and I chose to go running on their bridges. :-)
Please send me strength on Sunday morning! I can't believe that the half is finally here.
|the medal that I'm going to get!!!|
I have a new audio book that I plan to listen to during the race. I love listening to music while I run, but lately I've found that when I'm going a long distance, I'd rather listen to podcasts or audio books.
I need new shoes, but I have been warned to not get anything new right before a race, so I will keep these guys around for a bit longer. It's amazing how quickly shoes lose their support when you run a lot...
Anyway, my next post will be after the race, so I will be a new woman. Seriously, I do expect to be a new person after this race is over. What an accomplishment! I am proud of myself for signing up. I can't imagine how proud I will be when I finish.