So back to actually training and trying to be a good little
endurance athlete! The best days have an
absence of true meals. I just eat all
day at work, at home, in the car. I eat
something roughly every 2 hours. A solid
training day (with an actual meal) would look something like this:
Pre-gym 4:30 – balance bar
Post-gym 7 – banana and dried coconut
10’ish – PB&J and a soda
Noon’ish – brown rice and an apple
3’ish - dark chocolate and a banana
6’ish – spaghetti and meatballs
9’ish – cereal
This isn’t super great; I could stand to eat more before I
started work. I also am TEEERRIBLE at
eating vegetables. But regardless of the
foods filling each slot I was shooting for around 3000-3500 calories to
facilitate a day with two one hour workouts.
On heavy distance days I aim for 60%-70% of my daily calories to be
carbs. People make comments that I get
to eat whatever I want because I’m so skinny and I train a lot, this couldn’t
be further from the truth. Two hours of
working out gives me an additional 1000-1200 calories. As much as that sounds like… I could eat that
in ten minutes after a heavy workout. In
addition to that I could let my hungry little gut trick me and continue to eat meals
that size countless times throughout the day.
The things I keep on hand for buffer foods include nuts, dark
chocolate, fruit, soda, and crackers. If
it requires a plate I try to avoid it.
The largest carb heavy savior I’ve found is spaghetti. I can buy a five pound bag of 97% lean ground
beef and package it into four ounce freezer packs. No matter how lazy I am it’s hard to beat
boiling some whole wheat noodles and throwing a four ounce beef block into a
skillet. Dump on some sauce and there’s
the meal. Easy.
I keep in mind that the exercise is always the more
important than the day’s diet (in my opinion).
A bad food day is NOT an excuse to have a weak workout or skip it. Yesterday, like literally yesterday, I had a
rough day with life and my daily food intake was a bowl of cereal, a soda, 54
oz of beer, chicken strips and fries, three peaches, and 5/8 of a coconut cream
pie. Now, I don’t know how you fine
folks of the internet would rate that diet, but it was just a terrible day. Now it’s a new day, and a new workout, and
the failure of yesterday is just ember in the fire.
Now that I’ve started this blog, this means I can rant. So it’s time to rant… ready? Failure!?!
Failure is NOT an absolute. This
is why the wise pipe smoking owl is on my training binder. “Ever tried?
Ever failed? No matter. Try again.
Fail again. Fail better.” For some reason it’s human nature to fail at
something and believe that failure is such a negative word with such drastic
weight that they can never try again.
Failure is a thing that happens; I’ve failed at countless things in my
life. That coconut cream pie I ate over
half of yesterday? That was a pretty large
failure on my part, but there is no reason that should affect my life right now
at this moment. I’ve learned (that when
life gives you lemons, eat a pie), I’ll adapt, and I will continue to work
towards failing better. The successes I’ve
had in life would have taught me nothing without the numerous failures standing
behind them. Flaws, failure,
imperfection… Good. I feel sorry for the
individual that succeeds at everything on the first try, it sounds so boring.
In rereading this all I’ve decided that diet is a necessary topic,
but it’s boring. Really boring. The next posts will center around the actual craziness
that goes through my head while training, dealing with the monotony of
training, and whatever else I come up with.
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