One Year
June 23rd marked my one year on the diet. Going by the scale at the gym I went from 600(ish) to 292. Yes I know that is amazing. I feel a ton better. I realise I’d probably be dead or at least stroked out if I hadn’t done something. I know that is a sobering thought for most people, how do you think it makes me feel?
The diet is still going strong. I have not cheated once in over a year, not drank anything but water. I did celebrate my year with a low carb bar or two while watching Transformers 2 at the theater. Of course I paid for it a few hours later. We have another side of beef and a whole pig coming in two weeks, I am very excited. I have started making my own pork rinds using fat back. They actually come out damn good.
It’s been raining here for over 3 weeks. I think we have had 3 days where I have had a chance to ride. One I had to work, one I rode, the other I don’t recall.
I learned something on my ride on Monday. I figured out why I love riding. When I ride all I think about is riding. I worry about the hill I am going up, am I going too fast, too slow, am I in the right gear, am I spinning enough, when is the next hill, am I saving enough energy for the next hill, is some maniac going to run me down. While all this is going through my mind, it is the only thing going my mind. I don’t worry about work, bills, friends, nothing but the ride. If I ever write a book it will be called “it’s about the bike.”
The tri is less then 4 weeks away. I am no way ready. I am hoping to break 2 hours, I used to think 1:30 but I drove the route again and there are some really bad hills. I’ll complete it but won’t be breaking any speed records.
Jason