Well, I did it…I fell off the wagon…and it wasn’t a graceful fall either. I fell off the diet wagon, landed on my back and laid there like a flipped turtle for ummm, let’s see…an entire week. I still got in a few workouts so there was no actual weight gain, but my nutrition (or lack there of) was ridiculous, there’s no excuse other than a short term case of burn out. After racing back to back weekends I had over scheduled, over worked and over stressed my mind and body to the point that my discipline and will simply went on vacation without me…
But the good news is that after surviving my first weekend on my new mountain bike, which was nothing short of miraculous since I felt like I was riding a trampoline on wheels (apparently I have a thing or two to learn about tire pressure). I am unscathed with the exception of the lasting impression left by my bike seat (seriously, painful) and a little poison ivy. I did observe some GENUINE wildlife in it’s native habitat, a deer, a really big snake and even a few turkeys on the way home… Queen of the Outdoors? I think not, survived it with no permanent injuries or scars…sure! Again, sorry for the lack of pictures, this was a physical impossibility on the back of my mobile bounce house/mountain bike.
As it turns out, the cure for temporary burn out and the ‘blahs’ is a quick and decisive punch to the heart that reminded me why I do all this silliness in the first place…sometimes we get lost in the everyday planning, drudgery and effort of training, dieting and preparing for the next event. I like to pack my schedule as tightly as possible to the point of utter exhaustion, then it seems I like to watch my plans spiral out of control as I ‘fall off the wagon,’ and while it’s not a game changer or a deal breaker, it could be less dramatic. It’s ok to take a break, a breather, a moment to reflect…as long as you dust yourself off, get back up and keep making progress. Clearly I need to work on finding balance in my everyday schedule, so that neither my training schedule nor my ‘fall off’ schedule is so extreme.
A few lessons from the week.
1. I can never stop logging my food intake, EVER again…MyFitnessPal is a fantastic smart phone app that allows me to easily log everything that I consume throughout the day…overkill you say? Maybe, but you don’t know what I ate last week!
2. I can never forget why I race, train or maintain a lifestyle of health and fitness…ultimately I am fighting a battle for my health, my vitality and to retain my choices in life…it’s more important than just today and it’s more important than the next race.
3. I can never forget how much stress relief I get from one long hard RUN, meditation on the move…last night I ran a 7miler averaging a 10min mile pace…and that’s pushing for this big booty! It felt great!
4. It only takes one really good workout to get me back on track, because when I have worked really hard in the gym I don’t want to waste it on the refrigerator.
5. I can never forget, I am enough…alone and as an individual I have been created lacking nothing but grace and grace I have been given freely, grace I will freely give.
Finally 6. Racing, events and obstacles are all opportunities to face my fears, to be scared to death and finish anyway, it’s a metaphor for life and a metaphor for trusting the hands that hold my days.
The journey is the lesson, the journey is the love, the hurt, the growth and the fun…the Race is only a fraction of what you have endured to get there…
Happy Tuesday and Here’s to Glueing your Butt to the Wagon Seat!