Last week, I was brushing my teeth, happily staring at my naked body in my full length 3 door closet mirrors that spreads across the whole wall of our bathroom, chatting with my hubby, who’s on a mission to run an 80 km (YES 80!!!! That’s NOT a typo!!!!) Ultramarathon this year.
My hubby also does not look like your typical, super lean runner.
He actually looks like a sexy (to me!) mountain man – stocky, thick and well, has what society is calling “Dadbod” (if you don’t know what that is, google it) 😉
My hubby is also an amazing runner, already completing impressive times for previous 50 km ultra marathons (ok, and the fact that he even runs and completes ultra marathons is amazing enough!!!)
My hubby also HATES weight training.
He says to me, “I am going to need to clean up my nutrition to lose some weight so I can perform better”.
Me: Sure if that’s what you want to do, hon. I’ll support you.
You see, my hubby has a “normal” relationship with food- he doesn’t ever worry about eating the “wrong” kinds of foods and if he overeats, he doesn’t beat himself up. He rarely has food hangovers if he over does it on sugar. He sometimes craves chocolate when he’s stressed, but it’s not a huge issue. Overall, he’s has a pretty nutritious diet. Continue reading