345am...
My eyes are wide awake. My body? That's a totally different story. I have been up and down all night. My hubby is home..and Im so glad he is here..but he snores. For some reason, I am sensitive to it tonight/this morning.
The routine for the 5am bike trainer class is basically the same. Up at 4am. Vitamins, make endurance drink for the session and load the car. A bowl of oatmeal ingested then its off to fulfill my coffee addiction. Just a few ounces of 7-11 coffee to get my body awake enough to function....then the short drive to the Downtown Y.
It does amazing me how many people consistently attend this early morning session. We look like worker ants as we all grab our bikes and trainers and bags and head into the gym and set up. Hector sets ups a loud CD player and we are off...pedaling for all its worth....and going nowhere...at least not mileage wise!
I like routine. It is a safe place...but it is also very boring. The sessions are always different but getting to and from can be quite mundane. Aero bars have a dual purpose at this hour...at times during the warm up, I can feel myself drifting a little bit. That pillow would feel so good right now.
But as I make it to the end of the session, I am energized. I go out for my recovery run and I am amazed at the energy I feel. Im awake. Im alive. I am so very blessed. I have the most incredible husband Im not battling cancer. I am not losing my house. I have a solid family. I have kind and caring friends. I am still alive at 46-six years longer than the doctor told me I had. Life is...well...its GREAT!!
The last couple of days have been hard for me. My parents would rather see me give up this dream and every time I see them, they make one more negative comment. I wish they would understand that training is so much better than being morbidly obese! Bon Bons...or Bike Trainer? Ill take the latter..
My brother and his wife are on a low carb diet and seeing a doctor that gives them a range of medication (B-12 and such) and an appetite suppressant. They have lost 30lbs. My parents are thrilled....giddy with excitement that they are losing weight. Then they turn to me and basically give me the "look"....
I am happy for them...and they look AMAZING...but that's not the path I want to be on...I want to have a balanced diet and do this right. Its not the easy way...but ITS MY WAY.
Time for that coffee.....
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Congrats on the new bike and the journey that you are on for a fit life. Keep up the great work.
Oh those comments and looks from your parents must be hard to take! I hope you can develop a reliable filter so you can let in the love and care they intend and leave out the negativity. You sound so strong right now! And you are getting such great encouragement/affirmation by people (like Hector and Dave Murray) who know more about what it takes to be an Ironman than your parents do. Yay for your plan and yay for you sticking to it each and every day. (And yay for coffee too. :D)
Just found your blog! Congrats on the amazing success towards health you have had! Very inspiring!
WOW! Missy I am dumbfounded by your parents reaction to your HARD work. I am just shocked and... wow I just cant see that. You amaze me. Wow is all I can say about your courage and your endurance and your strength of will. I cant see how your parents could possibly deride your effort I just cant. You keep up your way and know that its is Clearly the better way!
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