Dieting. It’s this crazy thing we are obsessed with. I watch in stupefied fascination at what the people around me do. But I’ve been there and done it. I’ve cut my calories back to retarted levels. Measuring and counting. Skipped meals. Candy bar for lunch. Carb loaded. Tried it all. But as I have learned more about my body and my training has become the center of my life, I have developed an obsession with nutrition. Minus my sugar addiction (which has been under control the last few weeks) I eat pretty well. My dad tells this funny story that as a little kid I wouldn’t eat McDonalds. He was always torn about this. He never wanted me to eat McD’s but also wanted me to just stop being so stubborn and eat something while we were out and away from the house. Fortunately for him I never relented on either, I still don’t eat McD’s and I am probably more stubborn than ever. My p...
Ramblings about my evolution as a person, athlete, injured athlete and back