Ramblings on Running, Food

First things first, I think it's important to clear the air and make a confession. I, Meg, am simply obsessed with hip hop music. Yep, this little super white, super blondie loves Kanye, Drake, Cudi, ect.

I've gots moves, yo.

Needless to say I was counting down the minutes until Watch the Throne came out. I mean, Kanye AND Jay? And it sure didn't disappoint. Has anyone else listened? I think the first 4 songs + Welcome to the Jungle are my favs! If that's not your style, Mat Kearney (who I will marry one day) just came out with another album, Young Love, which is badass as well.

Now, music aside, let's get down to business.

Run, Run, Run.

As you may have gathered from my previous posts, I LOVE running. LOVE IT. I actually used to loathe it. When I played tennis for many a year, running was punishment. I'd rather do 100 pushups than run a suicide. [The fact that our coach's dog would chase us down, foaming at the mouth, may have had something to do with it. But that's besides the fact.] Now, I started running again 2 years ago. I started slow, only 1-3 miles at a time. And goodness, I was slow! Not that I'm a speed demon now by any means, but I've certainly made progress! So two years later, I can bust out 11 miles if I'm in the mood.

After the Pittsburgh Half! Don't mind the fact I was absolutely drenched.

This is where things get complicated. Recently, my legs have been absolutely dead. Usually they'll loosen up after a mile or two, but they feel like they're cinder blocks even after the first two miles. I have no idea what's changed, but it's kind of sucking the joy out of running. I was seriously considering running another half in October, but honestly, I don't know if that's a logical possibility.

I really don't want to give up something I've grown to rely on for stress release, sanity, and fitness, but I don't know if I can mentally handle having to throw in the towel anymore [dramaqueen? a little...]. I think it might have something to do with the fact that I don't really eat meat, and I forget to take vitamins. I've been taking my vits with iron for the past week, and noticed a slight improvement, but nothing groundbreaking.

I hate to say it, but I think part of my reluctance to give up has to do with calorie burn as well. I can eat a lot when I run, and I kind of don't want to give that up... Plus, I've been maintaining my weight running this much...what would happen if I stopped?! I'm not saying these are necessarily logical concerns, just sort of what's going on in my noggin.

Anyways, if anyone's been through anything like this in the past I'd love to hear how you fixed the sitch because it's frustrating and annoying.

Eat, Eat, Eat.
I'm having trouble finding something that sits well in my stomach before a long workout. I used to not eat anything, but clearly, that's a silly move. I'd be tired, oh, about 50 seconds into my workout!

I've tried cereal...ow cramps! Bagel thin with laughing cow? Even worse...Recently I've been eating a plain, toasted english muffin with butter. But that's kinda boring, let's be real.

Could this look any more depressing?

Do you guys have any go-to, snacks that you eat before a workout? I'd prefer not to eat breakfast, because a completely full tummy doesn't sit well, either. Wow, I'm needy.

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So, I want to know!
-Have you ever encountered obstacles with your current fitness regime? How did you overcome them?
-What's your favorite pre-workout snack?
-And for kicks, what's your favorite way to eat Greek yogurt? (I need some inspo!)

Have a glorious day!