Sometimes it just doesn’t work out
Weather is something I simply cannot control.
I had such plans for this weekend past.
None of them worked out….
Saturday I planned on a 30+ mile ride. I got in 20. I got started late as I was a little slow-moving that morning. Then the weather grew threatening and I cut the ride a little short.
Sunday I got in the 18 miles to the shop and we STARTED the Sunday Morning Shop Ride but only two miles in the skies opened up and we retreated to the shop and ended up going for breakfast. Twenty-two miles…
Monday, the day I had set aside for a long ride with the hope of getting 65-70 miles in was foggy all morning and then raining… Not a single mile on the bike on Monday.
My plans for a 150-mile weekend turned in to a 42-mile reality.
I have to accept it and make other plans for miles this week.
On Sunday, September 8, I am taking part in the NYC Century, One-Hundred miles through the streets of New York City. I had hoped this weekend would serve as the base for that ride. Understand that I know I am ready and it is not really a concern that the lack of riding the last three days will keep me from having the ability to ride the 100 next Sunday. I simply wanted to continue to push my limits. I have never ridden 150 miles in a three day stretch. I wanted to prove to myself that I could and to have that bit of confidence going in to the century.
I hope it doesn’t rain next Sunday…
It was not my best weekend for watching my intake. Not sure why but I did overeat this weekend. Part of it was the rain out on Sunday. After the rain out we cleaned up and the shop owners and one other shop employee went to a favorite spot for breakfast. Though I had already eaten my morning meal, I had a bagel with lox and cream cheese. I called it lunch and it ALMOST fit in the plan but it was still more than I would have normally eaten and it stretched the calories. I don’t know why I allowed myself to do that when I could have easily had a bowl of grits or oatmeal and saved myself 250 calories.
I have to watch that. I allowed a social setting to dictate my eating and I know that this is a slippery slope for me.
My weight spiked this weekend at 208 pounds. Not a good thing. I know why. I just don’t know why I allowed it. Need to think about this but mostly I need to jump back on plan HARD. Of course it was back down to 203.4 by last night. Go figure…. Still up from where I want to be….
I can feel the weight on me. Might be a psychological thing but I was feeling fat and sluggish yesterday.
Monday night’s dinner of smoked chicken with potato and Cole slaw was tasty and I stayed within the limits but it is not how my body is accustomed to eating and it contributed to the sluggish feeling yesterday.
I was back on plan yesterday: a light breakfast of cereal, grapes and milk. I had a very light lunch and a nice dinner with plenty of vegetables followed by a light snack. That kept me around 1800 calories for the day. Get the body and mind pointed back in the right direction.
I looked at the forecast and it looks like the weather may favor me with a window to get in an evening ride. A quick 20 miles will help me feel like I have it all back together…
I am better to be around when I have gotten in my miles. I feel better mentally and physically and that makes me a better father and husband and friend. Today I feel just a bit grumpy and I think that has to do with not getting in the miles. I think a quick ride tonight will do a world of good for all involved.
I will ride alone and I that will give me time to clear the mind. By the time I get home from the ride I will have burned away the stresses of the day and be ready to enjoy the company of my family and ready to be with the human race again.
I am glad I returned to cycling. It has helped me find my sanity.
I have decided that I am going to run a 5K. The legs may feel differently about it but I think I can do it. I have the fitness for it. The issue is that the legs have not done any running of note in ages and are used to pushing pedals not running down the street.
I picked out a local 5K run that is a fund-raiser for a local Fire Department. It is a very flat route. I want to do it just so I can say I did it. It is one more step in the right direction from where I was.
I know I will not become a “runner” but it is something I can and want to check off the list of accomplishments. Along with the 100 mile ride, it represents a distance traveled far beyond the geographic measurements.
As with the cycling, the walking, the hiking, running is one more thing I could not do. Running a 5K will be one more thing I can now do that I could not. It is another milestone, a landmark on the Journey. It is a representation of the place I am now, so far from where I was then.
I hope KG can do the run with me. I will need her telling me to SUCK IT UP to get through.
The best thing
I was asked what I think is “The Best Thing” thing about having lost the weight. I don’t have an answer. So many things come to mind. There is the health thing of course. How can one not be happy about the health improvements that came with the fitness gain and weight loss? There is the looks thing. It is nice to not stand out because of my size. I love the “fit in to tight spots” thing as well. The comfort thing is big with me. Not being uncomfortable in chairs with arms. Fitting in to airplane seats.
I love the buying clothes in the regular men’s department as well. The 34 inch waist and the large size shirts. My size in stock and on sale is wonderful.
I guess what I really like about the weight loss, I guess my favorite thing about it, is being “normal”. Not being “fat”, not needing BIG sizes, being able to fit in booths, airplane seats, tight spaces. Yeah, that’s it …
Nah, that is second best.
It is the health thing. Improving the odds that I will see the younger one grow to adulthood….
Yeah, that is the best thing.