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.
| pre run | post run | distance | fat | avg speed |
| 233.8 | 232.4 | 3.72 | 36.4% | 5.1 |
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?
Uh no
And yup I am doomed
1 down
Many more to go… Happy taste buds!
The past couple of years I have tried to get ready for an Ironman. And this blog was devoted to the endless training that was required. There was a theory I would eventually get it done.
Except I haven’t.
I have an admission to make. In life you can do the following three things:
But in my lifeĀ I only get to pick 2 of 3. And I love this kid and his mom
And my master plan to become independently wealthy didn’t quite pan-out š
Part of the reason this blog has suffered is because – well – it was a hard to admit to myself that this was a multi-year plan that got derailed.
At the end of the day, my goal in life is to do an Ironman, and when I see 70+ year old men doing Ironman, I think – okay – I can do this. I am not saying no forever, just for the moment.
And so
a NEW ITĀ begins…
With that reality staring me in the face, for the moment, I will stick to training for 70.3’s. Maybe when Nicholas is older, maybe when my professional life is less complicated or if I ever solve that need to work thing…
In the meantime, my goal is to get a lot faster in the 70.3. Turns out learning to go faster is almost as an insane a challenge as trying to go longer.
And to go faster I have to lose MOAR weight. My thinking is I need to get below 175… Or lose as much weight this year as I lost last year! EEP!
Without further a-do here’s the current weight situation
You’ll notice upwardly sloping curve in November. This coincides with my marathon. I went to Greece and ate MOAR food. And then after the race was over, I was like – WHY STOP NOW!!!!
Early December, I kept gaining weight and I was like – I like this fatter chubbier less sexy me…Ā And then the scale tipped over 200 pounds and I was like – NOOOOOO
And so in early December, I decided the curve had to move in the right direction. This has meant starting my training for 70.3 in Hawaii early and not eating as much.
One funny thing is that pre-marathon I didn’t lose or gain weight. And I have discovered that I was eating all-the-time. I mean literally all of the time. Going back to losing weight has made me appreciate how much food I was consuming…
Struggling with straws …
Here is the old one
And here is the new one
The old one had Velcro bindings this one has this fancy wrist watch binding with cool triathlon art that was sold separately …
And yes the pretentious quotient went up, I know have the quote in Latin rather than English.