Keeping it in perspective

Have had the crappy lung jelly, stuffy, achy crap but tried hard to shake it off. This is week 1 of my efforts toward IMWI. I did a really rotten job of it. I will admit that I have stuck to my diet VERY WELL. We shall see come Sunday when I step on the scale again how I did. Was able to get a couple indoor rides in this week and I think I did a treadmill run as well. Today it hit 60 out so I wanted to run WITH NO GLOVES OR HAT ON. I overdressed again with 2 shirts and a running jacket and running tights and running pants on the bottom and was roasting. Probably needed no jacket or no running tights.

I now realize I have to get out and put some miles in. My running is in the tank. Big time. Hills I used to run up and paces I used to be able to keep are gone. GONE. My heart rate was way higher than it should be. I realize it was a tough winter and my weight has gotten a bit out of hand so in perspective I should be happy. I need to take this one week at a time. I had no problems keeping a slow pace and making forward progress. When I got to some of the hills I let my weak mind take over and either slow to a walking pace or walked. Not a lot of walking but more than I want to.

No swimming. I had planned to swim 3 times this week but the pool got closed because of cloudy water and it did not respond to the chemicals. This sucks. They moved it to another pool tonight but it was 60 out. I was running outside. I already missed a week of swimming so we'll scrap the swim for the week. Next week will be 3 times.

In a way I am sort of pissed off. I worked so hard to lose weight before and I actually was able to run a lot and liked it. I did a half marathon in 2:20 and I was disappointed because I had gas in the tank at the end. I ran a 10K in a little over an hour. I could run a 28 min 5K. I could run an 11 min mile pace and keep my heart rate in the low 140's. That stuff is gone. I couldn't run a half marathon right now. I can barely do 5 miles. My heart rate stays in the 170's. I just want to punch myself in the face repeatedly.

I let the old eating habits creep back in and my lazy attitude has brought me back to a place I said I would never go to. I am frustrated and it gets to me. I am nowhere near mentally as tough as I need to be. I am starting to wonder if I am mentally strong enough to complete an Ironman. But for now I'm putting that part off in the distance and I will deal with the weight and getting in shape part first. The rest may fall in line.

If you see me running be sure to yell at me to get my ass moving and quit slacking. Apparantly I need the motivation.