I have been taking it easy, or at least my approximation of easy, since the end of November and I decided to up the ante a little bit yesterday. To be specific, I’ve only been running once a week on Saturday and I believe that doing so is causing me to recover a little slower (and more painfully) than normal after my Saturday run. In lieu of that guess, I’ll be adding in a short 5k on either Tuesdays or Wednesdays to see if that doesn’t buck me up a little bit. I’m also changing up my indoor spinning routine quite a bit… I added an interval day a couple of weeks ago and I decided to up my other spin days from 30 minutes to 1 hour on the other days. Last winter I generally stayed within the 30 minute range for the majority of my indoor spins and I went into last season in fantastic shape but my longest ride the season prior was only 33 miles (albeit on a mountain bike) and I did struggle a bit on the Ride for Recovery 100k. My rational is that if I double last season’s spin miles, plus add the interval day, by the time April comes around I should be in a much better position to hit the ground running… That and I’m feeling a little heavy lately. I haven’t had a chance to weigh myself but I have been feeling a little thick over the last two weeks. While I have yet to weigh myself (and actually survey the damage), when you get down to where I’m at with body fat percentage, it’s pretty easy to know when the laundry is piling up again.
If I had to guess, a few of my friends who read this (including Mrs. Bgddy) will roll their eyes. I’ll accept the derision as a compliment as usual, because the way I see it, I have no choice but to be vigilant about my weight… It took way too much work to get here than to just not pay attention until I’ve got a real problem on my hands – I tried that once and wound up damn near 45 pounds heavier than I am now – and that happened right under my nose, I didn’t even realize how big I’d gotten until it was already well out of hand.
So yesterday was an hour-long spin, as was today and I’ll be seeing about running either this afternoon or tomorrow depending on the wife’s schedule.
My daughters, my pride and joy, are two little fish. My youngest, God bless her, is swimming with the big kids… To make the most of time, their swim teacher combined levels 4, 5 and 6 – and there’s a BIG difference between 4 and 6. Up until last month, the farthest she swam at one time was maybe 15 yards. Last night she was doing 25 yard repeats. At six years-old, that’s a pretty big jump and she held tough for 45 minutes. I can’t tell you how proud I was.
The oldest, was absolutely beautiful. At nine years old, she blew the doors off a thirteen year-old in her class. She’s so great in the water she actually makes me jealous, she naturally combines grace and speed.
Half way through her class her coach came up to my wife and I and asked us to get her on a swim team as soon as possible and gave us a couple of pre-middle school choices. My little girl is pumped so we’re going to start looking at them this week. Every time I watch her swim I’m a little more impressed – she’s that good. What makes that fun for me is that I’ve been good at a lot of things over the years but only average or a little above that but my Bella? She has a natural talent in the water that you have to be born with. And for that, I am eternally grateful. We’ll have to see how it goes, but I’m excited to see how she chooses to handle it.
* I am very aware that parents tend to fawn over their children and can embellish their kid’s talents because they’re their kids… I am well aware of that and I’d have written a different couple of paragraphs had she not been exceptional.