I always struggle with transition periods. Like anytime I either A: go on a trip somewhere or B: come home from a trip, for the first two or three days (weeks) I’ll justify my terrible eating using the whole “I just got home, I’m too tired to eat right and run” or “vacation just started, I’m going to relax and order a pizza.”
Buckled down today though and knocked out the run followed by this incredible meal made mostly by Brooke (chicken, asparagus and rice) but a little by me (I made the broccoli and cauliflower).
This is the scrapbook of my life and journey from morbidly obese and depressed to finding health and happiness. I have lost 120 pounds, run eight marathons, completed two Ironmans, and gone from depressed recluse to motivational speaker. Read more about me and this blog here. Or start from the beginning.