Thursday, January 6th, 2011
In August, in the height of my training for Rev3 Cedar Point, I looked like this and I felt COMPLETELY INDESTRUCTIBLE.

Seriously, I felt like I could walk through walls, rip up trees from their roots and stomp straight through man hole covers. Hell, I even had to buy jeans in a smaller size than I wore in High School! (I’m sure some ladies will appreciate that one). And remember how small I was back in High School?!
Now, I feel more like this guy.

Needless to say, I’m not posting any shirtless pictures of myself online this month…
My total time spent workout out since Thanksgiving has totaled about 4 hours. And that is being generous. In August, 4 hours of working out was done on any given Friday, not over a month and a half! And my body looks like it, but more importantly I feel like it. I’ve hit that number on the scale where I realize “Damn, I’ve gotta stop this rapid weight acceleration before this mess gets out of control.”
And I don’t like that feeling.
Nothing feels as good as being ridiculously freaking fit.
Nothing.
But now I’m on the down slope of the fittest point in my life and it sucks. I know that that level of fitness isn’t sustainable, but I miss it. I at least need to start heading back in that general direction because deep down I know that my emotional health is not just tied tightly to my physical fitness, the two are wrapped up together in duct tape and covered in crazy glue and dropped into a concrete tomb.
So, as much as I hate being another one of the New Years Resolution masses heading back towards physical fitness, I am doing just that. Onward and upward! (Or downward if we are talking about the numbers on the scale….)
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