Engorged Dragon

For years, my training has been hampered by the fact that I have been unable to put on much quality muscle mass.

I know full well where the problem stems from, and it is pretty simple: I don’t eat enough. I train hard (and find it very easy to motivate myself to push myself in the gym), but eating is 70% of the Iron Game. More calories means more building blocks for the body which means more muscle mass which means more results. I’ve promised to fix my diet time and again, but every time I run into a hard fact of my life:

I hate eating.

To be more precise, I hate eating past the point where I am sated, while my training would require me to eat until I am full. While this trait would save someone else from acquiring a big beer belly, for me it has meant that my body is starved for the required materials to repair the damage I inflict on it in the weight room.

Now that I’ve moved to North America, the home of over-eating, I’ve decided to fix this: the huge portions of food served everywhere and cheapness of supplements makes it much easier to consume enough calories. Canadians, being enlightened people, mark the exact protein, carbohydrate and fat content of all their food, making the planning a lot easier. I’ve even signed up for a competition in one of the weight training forums in order to help my motivation to gorge myself with food. This has really helped: my belly aches for eating two enormous servings of Mongolian barbecue tonight, but I will bear it.

I will eat enough no matter what.

Now I’m going to fix another protein drink before bedtime.

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