24 hours in a day

Whatever your beliefs may be you can’t argue that there are 24 hours in a day.

I’m 35 years old and not getting any younger and all my years and experience prove this to be the case.

Why do I bring this up? Simple because I struggle and I’m sure others also do.

What do I struggle with? Food. It’s strange to me that I crave all the different types of foods that are bad for you. Me I want them and then when I have them I regret having them.

A prime example of the grass is greener I guess.

What I mean here is that I can train for hours every day and doing that 7 days a week but it’s about the other 18-20hours a day I need to worry about.

For some strange reason (to me anyway) after a swim session I want to eat everything in sight. Bread, cake, fruit, burgers doesn’t matter but I want it. Weird because I don’t feel that way after a long ride or cycle but the swim kills me. Maybe that’s to do with the torturous session my swim coach Rory Buck puts me through or maybe because I struggle during a swim more than any other training session.

So what does this lead me to? It leads me to the battle of the food. What happens is that after a session where I feel I’ve done a great job I feel I should be rewarded. Here is the problem. Reward for what? For one session?

Well in my head I say yes why the hell not I deserve it I’ve worked hard for 45-50mins and swum a good distance of probably 1800-2200 meters of course I need to be rewarded.

I’m wrong that is not the case. Let me tell you what I have found. No matter how hard I try I can’t out train a bad diet. Believe me I have tried and tried and tried. It just doesn’t work no matter how much I run, cycle, swim, lift weights etc I just can’t eat healthy and be productive.

It saddens me to finally come to terms with this but it is what it is. I can’t be unhealthy and train I need to be smart about my food.

It’s simple people Food is Fuel. I’m no nutritionist far far from it. I eat what I feel works for me but by no means can I dictate or advise others I just know what’s right for me and even then I don’t get it right all the time in fact I mess up and fall off the wagon more than I stay on it.

Now I don’t have visible abs just yet but I hope to have them one day. I’ve realized the only way to get them is to make them in the kitchen. Eating right is the only way to get this done.

My battles are daily with this.