How I Stopped Running After Starting Again
Once again I’ve kinda left this blog alone all by itself for too long and I’ve felt very bad. I come back to it every so often and if I haven’t updated it within a week then I’m struck by awful fucking guilt and just hide/cower in the corner.
Anyway. I gave up the low carbohydrate diet thing about 10 days ago. It happened after an excellent 15 mile run where I was honestly running as strong as I’ve ever ran even if it was as slow as hell. That day I ate 2,500 calories in total and 30g of carbohydrates.
The next day I had a moment of panic. After 33 days days of low carbohydrates I wanted to source myself a Lindt easter egg and fucking devour it on the spot. Luckily the Sainsbury’s up the street doesn’t stock Lindt Easter Eggs so I went to bed and the urges passed.
The next day I went out with a friend and onwards ho to a McFlurry binge. That McFlurry binge turned into a week or so of eating in my normal way. Which isn’t very normal. It involves Haribo, cheese and whiskey. Which is problematic at the best of times.
But given that I was just starting a new software contracting position with quite a reputable client it was a bad move. I shat 13 times in my first day on the job after going 7 days without a shit on low carb.
I only ran to the toilet last week.
For the last 3 days I’ve been back on low carb. I still eat sugar but I try to keep the daily carbohydrates below 50g a day. I kinda feel settled within myself at that range. There’s no wild foraging for Haribo. I seem to be a bit more positive without having to fake it.
More importantly I’m back to running and it’s good. No races lined up. No time targets. I’m spending the next few months becoming fully stable in London.
The last week has been quite brilliant. A million miles away from the bad days in January.