3.5lb loss; 7lb total; 7lb in 2018
It turns out, getting a ‘Congratulations you’re in!’ e-mail is a really good focuser. Especially when it’s for a race that has recently been voted the ‘toughest course in the world‘. The weight loss this week could be attributed to the fact that, after the announcement, I’ve been sh**ting myself.
However, I must not panic. There is a long way to go (I need to lose at least 75lb to give myself a chance) and a relatively long time (just under a year) to achieve it. Now is not the time for rhetoric, now is the time for planning and implementation.
So, that’s exactly what I have been doing. Planning meals, ensuring I have all paleo bases covered, avoiding gluten and sugar like the plague, I’ve eliminated nightshade foods (potatoes, tomatoes, peppers etc), alcohol only at weekends and gently increasing my exercise (apart from a break to see the chiropractor to realign my back after the fall a couple of weeks ago threw it out). It’s been tough in parts but I feel so much better already.
The look on Pete’s face was worth all of the skimmed instagram cake posts (in case I get an insulin response – it won’t surprise regulars to know that Pete has a theory about this – I think he partly blames my excess fat being due to overdosing on ‘Bake Off’.
As well as planning the food, I’m also trying to make it delicious. So today, in the coleslaw I added some red wine vinegar and fresh tarragon from the allotment. It makes a different in flavour and I think that will be key down the line.
Pete and I always have a chat before we go out and do the ‘fitness’ part of the session. This week he commented on how much slower my running seemed to be at the moment. I concurred, I averaged 12.30mm pace and 1.70 miles in the 20 minute ladder last week. In comparison with an average of 10.55 and 1.89 miles in my first session in 2013. The weight was the same in both instances. I confessed to being bemused by it. This has been bugging me for ages. I’ve blogged that my legs have felt dead and I haven’t really come up with a suitable theory as to why I’m so slow.
I had mentioned in passing to Pete that it didn’t seem to affect my cycling. To prove a point to myself, later that day as I headed off to double spin I made a commitment to myself to welly the first session and see what happened. With a killer play list and legs that felt really good, I managed to maintain over 90% Max HR for a good chunk of the session. 90% is 160 bpm. I maxed out at 167 and I felt like I had more in me.
It was a world away from the sorry effort of the morning run when 150bpm felt like someone was pulling my lungs out of my nostrils with a pair of tweezers. It’s certainly something to work on and I will be keeping an eye on it.