This whole phenomenon was a big change for me. Anyone who knew me prior to my workout days knows that I was never famous for my appetite, rather my lack thereof. When I was a child, I thankfully never had to finish everything on my plate.
And I never did. Somehow I always had room for dessert, though.
Boy, did I love plaid shirts and denim overalls. Viva las 90s.
Once I started to actually work out, I found myself eating more. When I was training for sprint tris and half marathons I would get a bit hungrier than normal.
And then I started training for a full marathon and I became HUNGRY. So hungry, I awakened the Runger Monster.
At first, its constant need to feed was a fascinating novelty.
When I went back home early in the summer, I was in full-on eat-all-the-things-all-the-time mode. I went to hang out at my sister's and could not have been happier when it was finally dinnertime.
I had seconds but the Runger Monster was still not satisfied.
My Runger Monster even hitched a plane ride overseas with me in August to stay close by. With all the sightseeing we did, TriGuy, our friend John, and I would need frequent breaks to rehydrate. I would always order a little extra.
Actually, a lot extra.
That guy sure is hard to please.
Once I had finished my marathon and my training ended, my appetite naturally went back to normal. My Runger Monster went into hibernation. I was pretty relieved because the whole need to constantly eat was annoying and frustrating.
I took a hiatus from exercise in October and most of November...and December. And a fair amount of January.
But, spring is coming and I am starting to train for the Heroes Half Marathon in April.
Maybe I should run a little faster.
So, how do you deal with your Runger Monster? Not a runner? Tell me what your monster is.
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