The Proof is in the Pita

Okay, so honestly, when I signed up for this half-marathon gig, I didn't really realize how much my lifestyle was going to have to change because of it. For the first few weeks, it didn't click for me that in order to complete the half-marathon, I would have to be in great shape. And to be in great shape, I needed to have stamina and strong lungs. And to have stamina and strong lungs, I would need to lose weight. And to lose weight, I would have to exercise. That's it, right?

Wrong! Oh, the dreaded d-word...D.I.E.T.!! It has to be the one thing about this whole process that I have the hardest time overcoming. If you are reading this, it's because you know me, and if you know me, you know I just love food! Try as I may to look at food as just fuel for the body, it's not that easy...Food is so good! Carbs are soooo good! Mexican food is soooo good! And to be brutally honest, if I wasn't seeing results right now like I am, I would totally be enjoying a nice bowl of vanilla ice cream with peanut butter on top while watching House Hunters.

I try really hard, I do. Below is what I eat for lunch every day with lowfat cottage cheese:But at the end of the week, there's a beast inside me that feels like if I don't have the 6 oz. filet mignon and mashed potatoes at Texas Roadhouse, I will put my fist through a wall (don't worry Bergernator, I don't usually act upon this). The point is, how can I make myself not want the cookies, pasta, breads, and brownies? I am forcing myself now not to eat it, but at what point will I not even desire it? Any suggestions or ideas anyone???

And a quick shoutout to my friend Cas...she inspired me to photograph my food...who knew whole grain pita could look so good?