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Fun for Friday - Foodfessions

Well, I won't start off by asking who all is excited that it's Friday. That's sort of a given right? I do know that I was beyond excited this particular Friday because it meant sleeping in and not getting up for a crazy-cold, dark thirty run.

It seems like everyone is experiencing colder than usual temperatures. I know that when I say it was 13 degrees here this morning, you guys in the North will snicker and call it a warm front. I accept that. But for the south? Thirteen degrees is a cruel joke. I will say that the positive is that it is sunny out, and it's finally not gusting winds for a change. Good hair day!


I feel like I've not been super attentive to my blog recently. My first reaction is to apologize. However, I won't do that. Work has been crazy busy, I've been sort of scattered in my thoughts and prefer to write posts with meaning rather than to write just to be writing something.

Based on my post from the other day about bad nutrition advice, I thought I might do a Foodfessions post for Fun for Friday. You see, sometimes I think that my posts make it appear that I always make healthy eating choices, that I workout constantly, that I never have lulls in motivation.

But I'm completely and utterly human. There are many days when I don't want to get up to run, when I don't want to carve out the time for weights, and plenty of times when I don't eat right. While I do try to eat whole foods, clean foods, unprocessed foods the majority of the time, I don't always adhere to that strict standard that I do believe in.

Of course that makes me feel like a hypocrite. I'm a fitness trainer. I talk to clients about eating right, choosing healthy foods, ditching the junk, forgoing processed foods. I talk to them about protein intake and good carbs. But sometimes I don't take my own advice - both with workouts and food. How can anyone trust me? I guess I ask for trust because I admit I'm human and want people to see that side of me.

I sure wish I could say that I never have too much wine or too many slices of pizza. I'll even admit to sometimes half-assing my way through a weight workout, knowing the entire time that I'm not giving it my all and I'm wasting my own time.

So here it goes ... My Unhealthy Food Confessions (Foodfessions?)

  • I can eat 3 or 4 slices of pizza without a drop of guilt and justify it because of a long run.
  • I drink beer with said pizza, also justifying because of a long run.
  • I enjoy chips and cheese dip during happy hour with friends.
  • Sometimes I eat nachos on a Saturday or Sunday for lunch and ask for extra lettuce and tomatoes to somehow pretend to justify the gluttony of other crap.
  • I'll "borrow" fries from Jason's plate.
  • Sometimes I don't eat enough prior to a workout or run.
  • I eat canned foods - even the evil canned tomatoes swimming in BPA. 
  • I don't buy all organic or even half organic for that matter. 
  • I buy fruits and veggies way out of season.

So, for all the things that I do actually do right, you can see there are plenty of things I don't. What are some of your unhealthy habits? Do you think it makes someone a hypocrite to preach clean eating but not always stick to it or does it simply make them human?






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