Photography Markus Bidaux
For the first time in my life, I’ve started watching my “macros” (macronutrients). Our diet is split into three basic food groups: carbs, proteins and fats. Recently, I’ve downloaded an app on my phone and for five painstaking minutes while I sit salivating over each freshly prepared meal as if it’s going to be my last, I carefully document the exact weight of everything I’ve plonked on to my plate.
Watching your macros has fast become the go-to fitness journey diet. It runs on a very simple principle: you can eat whatever you like, but only “If It Fits Your Macros” at the end of the day. But with this great diet comes great responsibility. Just counting calories isn’t specific enough. I could have a diet consisting purely of donuts (imagine!) but I would be starving, and would be so deficient in protein that I would not be doing myself any favours. The same applies to a diet of just chicken: I would end up so deficient in carbs that again I would struggle to get by.