Dont Be A Grinch

The candy bowl on my desk...it has had to be replenished quite a bit this season....

It seems straightforward. Spend nearly the entire year watching the diet and training around the clock for Ironman. Then take a nice relaxing break during the winter holidays. At first, it was indeed that simple. Siestas replaced swims. Ribs instead of rides. Rum for runs. If only things could stay so “simple sugary.”

It has been one month since Arizona, and what once felt like a well-earned reward is now starting to feel like a slow poison. The simultaneous occurrence of no formal training and the annual splurge of turkey, cookies, fruitcake and eggnog has changed my body into a lean mean, slow running machine into a sluggish and tired slower running machine.

Okay, I guess I should be more realistic. I have gained about 3-4 pounds since Arizona. I’m still training some, and the workouts I have got in have been quality. Still though, it’s completely different from the full on training feeling.  A feeling I now miss.

As I was staring at my kitchen today, which looked like Betty Crocker on crack had just showed up, things finally came to a head. You know that sensation. That, “to hell with you all, I’m not eating another thing not made of quinoa or in a blender” urge. That, “sure, I’ll have a piece of cake, but I need to go for a ten mile run first” mentality.

It was an all too familiar of a feeling. This gestalt would normally be followed by me running out the door or hopping onto the bike. But before I could say “where are my bibs” I got a glimpse of my 2 year old daughter. There she was, standing by me, her face glowing at the pile of cookies on the table. That’s when the holiday light bulb blinked on over my head. It is almost Christmas. This is a time for family and friends, not training and trials. Our loved ones don’t want to hear about our nutrition plan. They don’t want to know how many calories are in a slice of fruitcake. They don’t want to hear about our awesome brick ride while slicing Christmas turkey. They want us to enjoy ourselves and to focus on them, not on our waistline or vdot.

If calorie counting is your path to enlightenment this Christmas, more power to you. But for me, I am more down to earth. Eat ala Man Vs Food; I will not. But yes dear, I will have a cup of coffee and some warm cookies while watching Christmas Vacation.

There will be plenty of time for protein smoothies after January 1. Let you holidays be happy!

About Ironvan

From couch potato to Ironman triathlete in 2 years.

Posted on December 21, 2011, in Training and tagged , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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