Things are moving somewhat in the right general direction, although we are about 1.5 pounds behind the pace we need to be.
Biggest challenge has been shifting from at-home rhythm to work rhythm. Food at new employer is pretty tasty and being hungry at work is complicated.
The last couple of years, I’ve been mostly focused on finishing my triathlons instead of doing better. This year, I want to go faster.
Going faster means doing everything you did, just better. And unlike when I was 15 years old, time is working against me. Every year gets harder… not easier.
One of the areas ripe for improvement was my bike training. Bike training is boring. And I hated sitting in the garage endlessly pedaling.
And I wasn’t trying really hard. And you can see that from the average heart rate that was almost always routinely below the minimum target range.
Oh the excuses I invented:
- My legs hurt too much
- It’s too hard
- I don’t like this! WAAAAAAAAH!
- I need to pedal at 90 RPM and I can only do it at this more comfortable gearing that feels nicer!
This year, I chose to do something about it. And last night I did my first long bike ride where I chose to not half ass anything.
The pain. The excruciating pain. Oh the pain!
All of these years, I wondered why is biking so much easier than running? And the answer, much like the mystery of my weight loss, was hidden in plain site: because I push a lot harder when I run.
I just finished a 1:30 minute brick workout (bike + run). And my son had just gotten his new hockey gear.
All I wanted to do was sit down, all he wanted to do was skate.
And skated some more.
I was – possibly – the worst hockey player of all time. Nicholas is fast approaching the point where I am not good enough to play.
And therefore, in spite of the pain, I played because sooner than I like he won’t want to play with me…
Skiing, drinking and partaking in overeating have their consequences. I had a great Christmas Eve dinner at my friend Marcin’s and his family and then followed it up with a great Christmas Day Dinner at my house.
Two wonderful meals.
And might I add that if I don’t beat my time because I was off by 4 pounds, it was a fantastic four pounds of melomakarona, applie pie, cake, prime rib, sweet potatoes, and Lord knows what else!
I went cross country skiing at Royal Gorge
This is what the trail head looked like:
And this is what I looked like:
Without comment I present to you the most amazing sweets made by the most amazing women in the entire silicon valley area:
And without comment I present the (lack of) weight loss progress chart:
Got through my first brick workout
And here is what it looked like outside when I got home
I’ve been cleaning up my hard-drive recently … and I found some old work sheets from 2009 …
One of them was a spreadsheet I kept around to try and track my health and weight.
Amazing progress over five years…
My wife said only an idiot starts a diet before Christmas. I was surprised with her comment and then I saw this on the counter
Hmm she’s just looking through the recipe books… Right?
And yup I am doomed
Many more to go… Happy taste buds!