Right now, I'm in a love/hate relationship.
That relationship is with my body and the food it craves.
With training for the Comox Valley Half Marathon I find I'm constantly hungry. Nothing wrong with that, right? Food is fuel, and the body needs fuel to work efficiently.
The problem is that I keep filling my tank with old-fashioned leaded gas instead of premium, high-octane fuel.
Basically, I'm eating like shit and I know it.
I can get my head around it - I've done it before, but this time feels like more of a struggle than previous times when I've had issues with food.
It's quite aggravating.
When you think of a guy with his jaw wired shut and go "He's got it easy." you know you've got to address it.
If you happen to come across a guy in a staring contest with a donut and losing, don't worry.
That's just me.