When I started running last year, part of my reasoning was to maintain/lose some weight. Over the last two years, even with the running, I’ve gained twenty pounds, which I chalk up to adjusting to married life, the stress of graduate school, synthetic hormones, bad eating habits, and every woman in my family who seems to have failed these same battles.
So now I weigh twenty pounds more than my husband (which is just depressing even though he’s a stick and it isn’t his fault), and I’m trying to pin point what I can do to turn this problem of weight gain around. I want to get this under control before I start bearing children in the next few years because, let’s face it, having children is just going to make this battle tougher.
I think the problem is my relationship with food. I’ve tried keeping food diaries, but as anal retentive as I am, I do a horrible job maintaining them. I don’t think I need to go to Weight Watchers because the other women would hate me. I’d like to visit a dietitian to nail down how I should be eating for my half-marathon/marathon training next fall/spring, but all the dietitians I can find in Springfield specifically talk with patients with real problems, like diabetes.
I just need a system and some accountability, but I have no idea where to start. And that is most frustrating of all.
*This blog was originally published at LogYourRun.com.
“Tell me what you eat, and I will tell you what you are.” — Anthelme Brillat-Savarin