Weeks 10 and 11 - jet lags and stomach bugs
IT'S AMAZING how the first question many people ask me is whether I've lost weight.
You would think the pounding of the streets, the humiliations in the swimming club and the life-risking escapades cycling around on the Death Machine were merely an attention-grabbing version of the Atkins Plan.
"Look," I respond to the corpulence curiosity "That's really not the point."
Which is obviously an attention-grabbing way of saying: "No, I bloody haven't."
Actually, that's not strictly true. I have lost weight, just not as much as I thought I would've done by now.
That's probably partly to do with the pesky injury that has stopped me running as much as I would have liked - and nothing burns the calories like running.
It's also probably to do with the fact that I'm really not ready to give up drinking and I find the beer tends to lie around the waist somewhat as you head into your 30s.
I don't have the scientific equipment I was measured with at Northumbria University, but my scales say I've lost about 3kg. More encouragingly, they also say I've trimmed off about 7% of my body fat.
But, and there's no escaping this fact even if it's not advisable as a lifestyle choice, there's nothing quite like not eating for trimming off the pounds.
Due to something of an upset stomach, I went from Friday evening to Tuesday night without having a proper meal and I lost more or less the same amount of weight in that time that I have through training for nearly three months.
It's all back on now of course - as soon as you start eating properly again it's pretty much straight back to normal.
But it does leave you struggling for energy and generally pretty deflated. And it's not at all good for a training programme. The net result being that I went more than a week without anything more strenuous than my 25min walk to work, which I can scarce afford with the August 2 dateline for my triathlon already looming in the diary.
It also means with the jet lag and travelling either side of my holiday and the holiday lounging itself, all of a sudden I've had a really bad month.
Which means it's really time to start knuckling down and stop the excuses. My leg's feeling a little twingey after a decent length run on Saturday, but it's nothing serious, so there's nothing to stop me getting fully back into the swing of things.
Watch this space.
Week 10
Monday - no training
Tuesday - 2000m swim - 35mins
Wednesday - 2000m swim - 33mins
Thursday - 2000m swim - 34mins.
Friday - no training
Saturday - no training
Week 11
See above.
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