Originally Posted by starkmojo

So today was my second consecutive 25 mile day (a first since getting back in the saddle. To put this in perspective my longest bike ride thus far was 32 miles) and by the end (despire eating before I left) I was famished- not bored, peckish, expectent but starving- when I rolled down the avenue of bad decisions (the fast food places by my hotel) the smell of grease and fried potatoes had me drooling.

So I get to my hotel and make a decent dinner. Then I add a sandwich to it making it a kinda big but still ok meal for after a long ride- lots of greens and protien over all. Feeling sated if still tired, I figured it was all good cause I was done eating for the night. So shower, then head back to work for my night shift where the foreman has bought pizza! Before I know it three pieces are down- and when I look online I realize I have just added 1000 calories to my day, and between the work and exhaustion there really is nothing I can do. I am done, beat, shot, bine-tired... I try and walk around a little but my legs are shaky tired.

This all highlights the struggle I feel all the time. I love everything that is bad for me- burgers, fries, ice cream, pizza, shakes. I really feel that I cannot eat these things in moderation, so I have (for the last month anyway) avoided them. but one tired moment and *bam* 3 pieces down the hatch. Sometimes I think the only way I could ever eat healthy would be to go live in a cave- every fast food, steakhouse or pizza add has me craving junk food.

Ok well the end of today sucked. Only thing to be done is get back up and start again tomorrow.