Well at the very least I feel like I am back on the wagon, or, if not on the actual wagon, I am back, chasing it and trying to get back on. Forward progress.
This past weekend was pretty good, with some cross country skiing, and a bike ride through the crazy streets of the big smoke.
Skiing at zero degrees C is fun, although my wife was rather embarrassed that I wore the one piece race suit. Middle aged men should not normally wear one piece purpleish spandex even if it is made by Sugoi. The 5 pounds I want to lose is being carried in a donut shape that surrounds my belly button. The kids find it amusing which is some kind of consolation.
Cycling at zero degrees is not normally super fun, but the 2 hour ride on Sunday was nice. The main problem was the drivers. I am fairly certain that there was a competition in town that involved cell phones, right hand turns, and stopping in the bike lane. Unfortunately for their game, they failed to run us off the road and no points were scored.
It was nice to be out riding in January, and managing to keep up with my fatigued riding partner was even better. I even put in a short burst up a hill at the end that let me get at least 15 meters ahead at the expense of my heart turning into a vibrator. It was very sexy.
I've managed to go to the gym and put in a couple of hours on the trainer. And my legs feel like driftwood.
Today's spin on the trainer, an hour easy, felt like a 3 hour ride. I've been trying to cut out sugar during the past few days. Exactly 27 minutes into my ride I gave up, ate some chocolate chips, and drank a ginger-ale. I figure I expended just about the same amount of energy that I consumed.
Getting a handle on this eating thing is tough.
But, I watched a video of the Kona Ironman Triathlon. Watching people finish that race was very motivating. People with no legs, people with transplanted hearts, people who are 80. It makes you keep turning the pedals when you see someone at mile 100 with no legs at a higher cadence.
I'm not special, I'm just some guy who gave up exercise for 10 years and decided that wasn't a strategy for success.
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