Exercise and Food and Spilling My Secret

I blogged a few weeks ago about putting in the work to reach my fitness goals. It has been going well. I have been building my mileage base and have been doing yoga and strength training (not in the gym but using body weight exercises). Pushing Jackson in the jog stroller has really helped my strength as well.

The next step in my fitness path is food. The thing is that I don't really eat terribly so this gets tricky.

Here is what I know about my system...I have a terrible time with acid reflux and heartburn if I am not particular in what I eat. So, lots of wheat/gluten products make me feel worse and cause me to eat a lot of Tums and Zantac. I have not been diagnosed as celiac but I have done a lot of experimenting and this is what I have found over the years. Steering clear of these foods is so much better than being on daily medication.

I also know that I have less reflux when I eat less dairy. That is an issue because I LOVE ice cream. I love it so much that in 2008, Jason and I spent an entire year without it because we ate so much ice cream every day. (Yes. An entire year. It was our New Year's resolution along with no fast food. And yes, we went an entire year without ice cream and fast food.) When I say "so much" ice cream, I mean at least a bowl and probably two per night. It starts off innocently with a small bowl (we switched from the larger bowls years ago to be healthier) and then Altman always asks, "Did you get enough?" My reply is always that "I could eat a little more." Never fails. Never.

We hardly eat fast food. We don't really eat out. We cook almost every night at home or make enough food for leftovers. I have some lunch meetings but try to limit those to once or twice per week.

Not only do I like ice cream but I like sweets. I started eating a lot more sweet foods when I was pregnant with Karson. I couldn't have wine so I had chocolate chips, ice cream, cookies, brownies, or whatever was around. This is a big confession for me because now that I have said it out loud to all of you, I have to acknowledge that I eat too many sweets. My secret is out.

Bottom line? The road to "Fit Kristy" isn't going to smooth if I can't get the sweet obsession under control. I can run 50 miles a week (no, not doing that mileage right now but I have in the past) but it will all be junk if I am filling my body with junk.

So there it is. There is no ice cream in the freezer right now. I am planning to make some pudding with greek yogurt later. I have had two Oreo's today and a handful of chocolate chips. Yes. It is 4 pm. And yes, I had them before my workout. It is stress eating which I will address in a later blog.

For now, I will greet my boys at the door and get ready for dinner. Each day, hour, and minute is an opportunity to start fresh and I am going to take advantage of a new hour to play with the kids and drink lots of water.

See you on the roads!