Having just devoured an entire bag of mini eggs (for energy purposes you understand), I have now moved on to the kiwis, apple and limes smoothie,mmmmmm. As you can see, I am taking the nutritional side of marathon training extremely seriously!
In November I was all action stations, the cupboards were stocked with brown pasta and rice, the fridge had so much spinach that even Popeye would have been jealous and my trusty steamer was cleaned up, ready for some steaming action!
There was no snacking between meals and all I ate was steamed fish or steamed chicken with steamed vegetables and wholemeal pasta. Yes it was dull, but damn it, I have a marathon to run!
Any way, after Christmas I decided it was time to up my game, I could take things further, I could transform my entire body, I could release a celebrity style fitness video, I could change the world! Clearly the running was starting to go to my head. I made the difficult decision to give up chocolate until after the marathon.
About 3 weeks into January, I had an epiphany, clearly I am an idiot!
Who gives up chocolate at the one time in their life that they have a chance of actually burning off the calories?! Surely in a matter of weeks I’ll be running 3 hours a day and burning several thousand calories and will be desperate for a little bit of sugar to see me though? And let’s be honest here, mini eggs!!It was decided that chocolate was back on the menu! I celebrated this revolution with a triple chocolate sundae. The chocolate binge lasted well over a week, I don’t recall a great deal of it, it’s all a blur of hyperactivity, I know there were highs, I know there were lows but there was chocolate!
Unfortunately, the sugar high couldn’t last, last week the scales revealed the devastating truth of my binge, all 4 bloody pounds of it! I can feel the wholemeal pasta laughing at me from the back of the cupboard.
Back to the running, I managed 4.8 miles of solid running last Tuesday but then the dreaded glands popped up again and put me out for the rest of the week. Having spent most of Saturday in bed, I finally emerged from my room at 5 pm, hands on hips, in full running gear, if I had a cape, it would have been blowing in the wind - super hero style!
5 and a half miles later, I returned home triumphant, if not a little doubled over and gasping for air.
But I ran the whole way with no walking, I’m concentrating on the little mile stones at the moment!
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