When I got to Italy, all those good intentions died.
Yes, please! All the bread. All the pasta. All the wine. Um, sure…all the desserts, too. I came home with what I called my Italian Baby, right up front here – this round belly that didn’t disappear when I stepped onto U.S. soil.
baby situation was easy to slip into because I’d been so lax with my eating
for several months. Why?
Because yoga pants. Yoga pants don’t yell at you with a button that won’t close or a discomfort that gnaws at you all day. They don’t gap in unflattering places. They just keep expanding. Beautifully, generously expanding.
But I’ve been doing such a great job working out! My training has been on-point, both before and after my return from Italy! I’ve been really challenging myself, varying my workouts every week, dosing in strength training, conditioning, and flexibility. Training is not my problem.
Eating like crap is.
Here I go again – another lesson I thought I’d already learned.
I know. I keep trying. It doesn’t work. Please, trust me.
Learn from me and my Italian baby.
Oh, these are such old habits from childhood. I fear being hungry. I fear not having enough. And then I get too much.
Maybe you can substitute my bread/pasta situation with alcohol, sugar, overtraining, fried foods, chocolate…whatever! Whatever your situation is, are you checking in? Are you keeping it in check? I wasn’t – and then I hit a wall.
That wall happened last Monday: I struggled through terrible assessment numbers. However, and weirdly enough, knowing that this isn’t a training situation – that it’s a nutrition situation – has me feeling very, very empowered.
I’ll update you when I’ve got some good news to report …and things are improving.
I’m determined to be one of Method 360's Success Stories! ☺