I am beginning to feel as if I am part of some cruel experiment. Kind of like Bill Murray in Groundhog Day, minus I Got You Babe by Sonny and Cher blaring out of the alarm clock. The alarm goes off. I stagger around the room for a while. Grab my stuff, head out the door and then somehow I end up at the gym? The most interesting part of the routine is when I look in the gym bag to see what I have packed? Today I forgot my pants (luckily my saint of a wife ran me up a pair). Yesterday it was a brown belt to go with my black pants (good look). It is always something and I beginning to feel like, something has to give.
At work today my friend Jeff asked, "what is the hardest part of the training"? I think he was looking for a specific answer like, the swim is the hardest or something like to that effect. I answered that the training...the swimming, biking, running is the easy part. The hard part is everything that goes into making the training possible. Waking up at obscene hours to get a workout in before work. Constantly reviewing my schedule to ensure I've allotted adequate time to get in the workouts for the week. Force feeding myself so that I don't waste away to nothing. This is a losing battle for me at this part. I typically weigh around 175 lbs but in recent weeks I've noticed that my pants, shorts etc...seem a little bigger (o.k. a lot bigger). I weighed myself after Sunday's run and to my surprise the scale said I weighed 159 lbs (I haven't weighed this much since I was 18 or 19). A lot of this had to do with just finishing a workout but still....with all of the money spent on tri equipment and the trip to Panama City Beach for the race I can hardly afford a new wardrobe. It may be time for me to head over to Mom and Dad's and dig up some of the old school early 90's gear? Bum Equipment and Z-Cav's...wonder how that would go over at Morgan Stanley?
All of these factors result in me having this feeling of constant exhaustion. This is where I am going to have to make some changes. I am thinking that I will split my swim/run and swim/bike days into two-a-day workouts. Run or bike in the morning before work and then hit the pool after work. This will allow me to get an additional 45 minutes to an hour of sleep each day. Mathematically the difference between waking up at 4:15 and 5:15 may be an hour but for me it seems more like 2 hours. At 5:15 I have a fighting chance? At 4:15...forget about it.
Tomorrow will be my first attempt at the two-a-day. 105 bike in the am followed by a 60 minute swim after work.
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i knew you in high school and witnessed your clothing choices (didn't all of Folcroft shop at chess king). don't subject your fellow workers to those threads.
ReplyDeleteI was more of a McDade Mall Carlton Shop kind of guy
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