It's official

To the delight of many, at least one, I am officially enrolled to die on Thanksgiving morning. I can't wait.

2 a days are in full swing

Well...with only a short while left before I whip the shirt off and intimidate everyone at the triathlon with my unfair floaty advantage (located just above each hip), I thought it best to hit the gym twice a day--once in the morn and once in the eve. This morning I wanted to run as long as I could without stopping. There really isn't any need to embarrass myself any more than necessary at this point in the game. But let all be satisfied that it was more than a mile...BARELY. Hooray! thought I. I'm still no closer to running two miles than before. Oh well.

This evening, I hit the pool. I thought I should try the 400 straight away. So, I dove in (against the rules...oops) and swam without stopping. Snap. I'm pulling a lot of stuff here. I was DEAD. So, after a brief rest I did a fifty sprint, almost yacked, then did butterfly nearly the length of the pool, almost yacked, then eased my way to a couple more laps and called it quits. I'll swim again tomorrow and run too. I'm very positive that by the time of the race I will have ZERO prob. with the swim. I'm still leery about the run, but we'll see.

As for the eating. Today I was aces. Straight up awesom. Until dinner. But even then I ate great. If I eat like this every day, I will be sveldt and saxy. I won't go as far as saying I'll be a "wild and crazy guy" but I'll keep that in my back pocket because you want to be prepared in case you are. So, things are going well. We'll keep our digits crossed that I keep it up.

Hi there it's me

There have been those who have questioned where I have been, or whether or not I'm going to follow through on my triathlon dealio. They want to know if I have thrown in the towel with my work outs. Well, the answer to all of those is: I've been here, yes I'm following through with the dealio, no I have not thrown in the towel. I have experienced frustration. Mostly because I've not lost a pound. I've been eating badly I guess. I'm having to literally write down everything I'm eating every day just to make sure that I keep it under check. I never realized how "that little bite here or there, or just one more of this or that" can REALLY screw you up. It is one thing to have a day or two, or even three where you step back, and eat not as well. But when you think you are eating "better", only to realize that although you have been eating your three square meals better, you have actually been sabatoging said efforts by having a "mini" chocolate bar here, and a "small" brownie there. I have come to grips that I'm a long way off from eating right. My mental discipline is needing some tweeking. So, that is where I am. I don't post pictures on here because I'm lazy and don't want to take the two seconds it takes to learn how and do it. So, one step at a time here folk. Yes, folk. First eat better while working out, then picture time. So, if you want picture time, look up Bill Cosby's picture time on youtube or somthing. Later.
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I think bombs would work

You know what? I am going to fess up to an addiction problem I have. I'm a little ashamed, and a lot frustrated. Insanity is taking charge here. When I wake each morning, I feel the urge to dive right in, to bath myself in my addiction. This addiction is keeping me from my goals, my drive, and is altogether hindering my success. I smell it, crave it, and am constantly lured by its subtle beckoning. It's time to get out a bomb and get rid of it.

Costa Vida must be destroyed. I want to take a bath in the tamatillo ranch dressing--splashing it on my face while washing my back with fistfuls of sweet pork. I shampoo my hair with finely aged and greatly processed queso dip--using the chips like pummus on my calloused feet. I dream of quenching my thirst with horchata and medium burrito sauce laced with queso and pico cubes. I'm a hopeless addict. I have to give it up though. I have to walk away, and I will. I have a triathlon to train for. Pray for me, one and all. I will need it. I am kicking the habbit, and the habbit is NOT happy about it.
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Try this on

So, I hit the gym this morning and thought I would see how long I could run before I threw up. The reason being, Eric and Dixie forcefully made me join this triathlon (mini one) coming up Thanksgiving morning. So, I made it a mile before I stopped and walked at a 10 incline for the rest of the 20 minutes. I was pooped. I then ate like crap at lunch. My BANE...lunch. I am determined to eat well the rest of the day. It felt good to hit the gym in the morning. Much better than hitting the gym after work.

I plan on swimming tomorrow, but the bulk of my training this week and a half will be running. My running muscles and endurance are FAR from where they will need to be--even if the triathlon run is only 2 miles. I know, I know, "two miles?" Should be easy. Well, for me it isn't so GET OFF!! :) See you at the gym y'all.

Help

HELP.

climbing steps?...

I have found my new tormentor...the rotating steps. WOW. I hopped on those bad boys today and thought, "I'll pound out 30 min. on here and be ready to roll." Uh...I'd like to say it happened just like that. But in the words of George Washington, "I cannot tell a lie", it did not happen that way. I was able to go for 20 minutes, but my buns and legs started cussing at me to stop. I LOVE those stairs! I'm going to jump on them again on Wed. Anyway, it felt good to sweat so much and feel the burn so much. I ate ok today--not great, but ok. This week is going to be AWESOME.

Back from my vacation

So I was gone all last week visiting a heavy friend of mine--ME!! I didn't totally dive off the wagon, but I more or less hung off the back, hanging on to a rope, being dragged all around the dusty streets of Tombstone pizza. But, I managed to pull myself back onto the wagon train and right the ship. Truthfully, the only thing I really lapsed on was the workouts. I only managed to get to the gym two times this last week. Oh, I also lapsed on keeping all of you posted about that. At any rate, I'm hitting the gym tomorrow morning and I'm eating like a champ as well. I have a goal to push myself and drop 5 pounds this week.

We had general conference these past two days and as expected, my batteries are recharged. For whatever reason, I thought this would be a little easier once I started posting what I was doing. But, alas, it is still difficult. But it is a little easier. Thanks to all of you who are sticking with me, and giving any support you can. I know I like to make a joke of my situation; but that is more to deflect my own fears and frustrations. It is your support and comments that help remind me to continue trying. I WILL do this, but a little nudge from friends and loved ones never hurts. Thanks,
P.