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"What does a warrior eat?". That may sound a bit silly in this time and age, but the question still applies. Nowadays when people think "warrior" they probably think of athletic icons, people they see on television, the gym rat who is always at the gym, and a whole slew of other images of "warrior" that bombard us each and every day. While it may be true that those people are at the peak of athletic excellence, they are often the most un-healthy people out there. Between all the chemicals they put into their bodies, and the nutritionally shallow foods most of them eat, they are really not the ones we should look to for a model of how a warrior eats.

A warrior only eats things that are natural, whole, and nutrient dense. Lots of fruits and vegetables, plenty of plant based fats and protein, moderate amounts of lean animal protein, and water. In short, a warrior only eats things that will help him to be more healthy, and not things that will passively kill him.

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Monday, July 28, 2008

Day 5- Softball tournament

I honestly felt pretty good in the morning, despite the way I ate the night before. My first game started at 10:15 in the morning, so I went and got some blueberries, bananas, clementines, and some oriental trail mix (for after four) before my game in the morning. I did really well energy wise all day long just eating the fruit and drinking the water (I ended up drinking about a gallon and a quarter by the end of the day) At four once I started eating the trail mix I felt pretty sluggish, so that was a mistake, other than that I did really well. My games went until 6 o'clock in the evening (we placed second in the tournament). When I got home I ordered a pizza and bread sticks for dinner, ate as much as I could. Over all I'd say I did pretty good that day (I'm writing in the past tense because I haven't had time all weekend to update) I should have had a little more self control when I was eating pizza, but I was in the mode where I felt like I deserved to pig out (which is scary, because that shows you how warped my sense of pleasure can be... eating until it hurts, "oh yeah, that was fun"...?)