Is the Hunger.
Not just regular hunger. But that kind of hunger when you’re full, definitely not thirsty, and yet still bloody hungry?!
I mean, come on.
To give you some context to this frustration: I developed a really unhealthy relationship with food during the first half of 2015. Whilst I don’t really want to go into the details of it, it wasn’t fun. I had a lot of stresses both at work and at home, plus I’d been broken up with at the end of 2014; controlling my food intake was the only way I could find any form of control over the chaos in my life.
Running has really helped me in the recovery process. Whilst I have to admit there used to be an aspect of compulsiveness to my exercise, I honestly don’t know where I’d be without it. I have learnt to fuel my body much better than previously, and more importantly I appreciate that I have to eat properly. No ifs, no buts.
But still, the kind of insatiable hunger I get when I run is really hard to deal with. And my mileage isn’t even that high. But now, I check in with my body: I’m definitely not dehydrated, but I am hungry.
So what do I do?
I eat, full stop.
It’s really hard for me to deal with this as it feels like I’m losing control over my body, but then I try to appreciate that my body knows what it’s doing. And absolute worst case scenario? I put on a few pounds! If that makes me truly unhappy (which I now don’t believe it would, or at least not as much as previously), I can lose it again.
So there we have it. Rant over!
If you have any tips for combatting the #runger, let me know!
Lots of love,