FRUSTRATED WITH MY BODY
Today, is, the last day before the rest of my life…and by that I mean, tomorrow, is the first day of the rest of my life.
Basically, I have switched up and changed my work out regimen. I have been re-feeling my muscles and been feeling soreness. There is a half-marathon in two weeks that I think I am going to do whether I feel I am ready for it or not. Fuck it! I just gotta keep going, my triathlon training is over and I am feeling rather reachy and at a loss as to what to do because I no longer have a 7 time Iron Man coaching me and giving me advice.
But, what really bothers me is that my weight has been sneaking up. I know, I know, I need to keep sane and whatever and not lose my mind over a number on a scale.
I stood on a special BMI calculating, body fat percentage measuring, extremely judgmental scale a week ago. My weight was up from 145 (which is whatever, weight is always fluctuating) but my body fat is at a whopping 27%. What the flying fuck. :( My coach was surprised, as was I. He said, to be at my height of fitness and to compete at my best I should ideally be at 19% body fat. He told me to lose 10 pounds.
The calculator told me my resting metabolic rate is 1533. That means, if I do absolutely nothing all day that’s how many calories I burn.
I have gotten into the habit of using my heart rate monitor every time I work out, and I’ve also gotten into pushing myself to not finish my work out until I read at least 500 excess calories burned. (Which takes longer and more effort than you think!!)
The thing is, I’ve changed my work out now I need to change my diet, I guess the problem is, I eat too much. I eat healthily, but I need to eat half as much of what I eat.
With the holidays coming up, I really need to kick my fucking ass because let’s admit it, yes, I will eat candy on Halloween. Yes, I will have a HUGE MEAL on Thanksgiving followed by TOO MUCH DESSERT. So, I can allow myself those “cheat” days, but no more than that.
Perfection perfection perfection perfection