“One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well.” – Virginia Woolf
In the last few months, I’ve been doing a fair bit of running, and work has been busy, so eating decent food has been important for keeping the show on the road.
One Saturday, attempting a long-ish run after a 14 hour work day the day before, powered by multiple cups of tea and far too many biscuits, I felt awful. Sluggish, heavy-legged and not in the humour to run anywhere but to my couch (for more tea and biscuits).
Usually I eat reasonably well, but am certainly prone to eating too much junk. And generally, the busier I am, the more junk I eat. Which, when you think about it, is really rather stupid.
So in recent weeks, I’ve been trying to think more logically about food as fuel. Dodgy petrol won’t do much for a car, so why would bad food be of any use to a human?
Running has made me much more aware of this, which is silly as it is not exactly rocket science. Even something simple like getting enough water in the day before a run can make such a difference.
It’s not a question of being virtuous, but more ensuring you eat whatever you need to get you through the day you are facing.
So now, if I’m asking a lot of my body, it seems reasonable that I give it the right food in return. Happy fuelling!
Emco Eats 