Feelin' Good

This is where I am today. I did all my training sets this week, and even let myself jog a little last night. My feet were KILLING me by the end, but I feel really good. No anxiety about tomorrow's 5 miles. Amazed at what I've done and what I can do.

I've been researching nutrition, currently reading Running World's "Performance Nutrition for Runners." Turns out they echoed much of your thoughts about paleo, Divinity Deveaux, with the caveat of including complex whole grains and also quick shots of more processed carbs during and immediately following a work-out. I can totally live with that. It's kind of how I eat anyway. So I've been eating "clean" these last several days and it really does make a difference in how I feel, both during and outside of training sessions.

Sleep and depression have also been positively impacted over the last three weeks. The sleep is soooo much better, and the depression hasn't gone away, but it doesn't linger as long. The "P" seems to work better too, perfect dose right now. I feel everything I should, but still have that little cushion when I need it. 

How do I forget this, that eating well and moving make such a huge difference in how I feel? As I ask myself that question, I hear an echo of a question I once asked my dad. Dad was a functional alcoholic and I remember asking him once, "How do you make the choice to take the first drink, knowing where it will lead?" He referred to a beast inside, something that I think is akin to Dexter's dark passenger. Sometimes the beast is driving, so to speak. I need to remember this when I'm tempted to give in and stop moving, or when I'm tempted to put things in my mouth that I know will lead to feeling crappy. Intention and awareness. Where would I be without them?