September 06, 2009

The Wheels Came Off

I went for my first bike ride after Ironman this past Tuesday. (The race was almost 6 weeks ago) I went for my second one 2 days later on Thursday. Let me tell you, it felt great to be back on the road.

There were several reasons why it took me so long to get back out there. The first BIG one was laziness. The second BIGGER one was that I couldn't get my tires back on my wheels. I know that really sounds lame, doesn't it? It's funny because I feel like I am fairly good when it comes to "simple bike repairs." I would consider fixing a flat and getting the tire back on the wheel to be one of them. But for some reason, the two new tires I bought and the wheels I own (Easton T3, by the way) were not in agreement with each other. For the race I had borrowed my friend's wheels because I had a "spoke" issue with my wheels 2 weeks before race day. I was afraid of a spoke breaking again during Ironman.

Putting my tires on his wheels: No Problem. But my tires on my wheels: Big Problem!

For weeks, I took a shot at it. But all I accomplished were sore red hands and sore red fingers. It was embarrassing! Why couldn't I do this?? I never had this issue before. And I wanted to ride this bike so badly. The weather during this time period was mostly amazing. It was begging me to get outside. I thought of taking them to my local bike shop but the shame I would feel. Not an option. This went on for awhile until last Monday when I made one final charge. I had a vision the night before about how I could do it. I can't write it here because I am thinking of marketing this technique and wouldn't want to give away any trade secrets for free. The vision came true. The technique worked! And much to my delight, I was back on the road. This is what Ironman has taught me: Never Give Up! There is so much practicality to this insane sport they call Ironman. Its lessons are endless. At least that is what I keep telling myself.

September 01, 2009

I Can't Stop Eating!

It's September 1, more than 5 weeks since my Ironman finish on July 26 and I have been on a non-stop food fest. I can't stop eating! The hunger is insatiable. I don't think I've gained that much weight but I am not doing much to burn the calories either. I have run exactly 4X with no biking or swimming since then so I am not in need of the calories. When I was training for IM, I ate like crazy too but during that time I needed to. Now, it's just that I can't satisfy the hunger.

Look at what I ate yesterday, a typical day:

2 eight ounce glasses OJ
2 cups of coffee
2 bananas
1 bowl of Oatmeal Squares cereal
1 English muffin w/peanut butter
1 Kashi granola bar
1 Capri Sun lemonade
1 Turkey sandwich (lettuce, cheese, mayo) on sub roll
10 small pretzels
3 bottles of water
2 glasses of Iced tea
1 plate of spaghetti with meatballs
5 pieces of Italian bread with butter
1 serving of broccoli
1 small piece of carrot cake
1 decaf coffee

Does this seem a lot? When I weighed in at Ironman I was 192 pounds. I am guessing that I probably lost 3 0r 4 pounds during the race. This makes my post-race weight at about 188. My guess is that I have gained about 7 pounds back. Not that I am watching my weight. Don't get me wrong. But this hunger. It's getting to me. Then again I do love to eat.