I think I’ve gone off the rails.
Last night I ate that awesome pizza.
Then I ate some barbecue potato chips that were left over from the Derby party. Like, A LOT of barbecue potato chips. Like most of a big bag of them.
Then I ate a Cadbury Crème Egg left over from Easter. Then a Jala pomegranate frozen yogurt bar, some peanuts, some dark chocolate covered cranberries. Things get kind of fuzzy after that. Other stuff may have been eaten. Ugh.
Needless to say I wasn’t feeling great this morning. If you’ve read my blog for very long you know that I do this every couple of weeks. Why? I don’t know. The floodgates just open.
But that’s not even the part of my behavior that I think is “off the rails”. That’s just me overeating (possibly you could call it bingeing).
The crazy part is my obsessive behavior towards exercise lately. It’s kind of nuts, right?
I just felt like I recognized my overboard, non-rational behavior today.
So I wasn’t feeling so hot in the digestion arena this morning. But, I was determined to soldier on and walk the kids to school. That was fine. No biggie. It’s a 2.3 mile walk at a casual pace (stopping often with Chewie).
As soon as I got home I made a somewhat modest breakfast (by my standards) of two slices of whole wheat toast with Justin’s Maple Almond butter, sliced banana and blueberries (man, those blubes were jumbo!).
Also this morning I had iced coffee because I screwed up last night and hit “on” instead of “delay brew on” when I was prepping my coffee for this morning. I didn’t realize it was brewing until I smelled coffee, so I just had to let it keep going. I just put a few cubes of ice in it to cool it off and stuck it in the fridge overnight. I don’t really like iced coffee as much as hot coffee, but I still drank three cups of it this morning. Caffeine is caffeine. And it was Dunkin’ Donuts coffee which is too good and too expensive to have poured out.
I mostly ate my almond butter toast while I was getting ready to go to the gym, as I didn’t really have time to sit down and eat. I get home from walking the boys to school at about 8:30. Bodypump class starts at 9:30 and I wanted to ride my bike to the gym. So I’m eating bites of toast and taking swigs of iced coffee in between putting on gym/biking clothes and shoes (which are different from walking to school clothes and shoes), getting my water/towel/gym stuff together, getting my bike helmet/lock/bike stuff together, putting on sunscreen, etc.
I knew it takes me 16 minutes to bike to the gym, and I wanted to get there early enough to change into a dry shirt (not the tank top I was biking in) and use the restroom before class. I left my house at about 9:05 on the bike to go to the gym.
Perfect timing, awesome bike ride. Then Bodypump (third time doing the new release with the triple “power presses” in the back track…it’s getting easier).
Then biking back home. I didn’t wear my Garmin on my bike ride, since I have done this route with the bike already. I know it is right about 3 miles each way, so a total of 6 miles biking.
Here’s where the craziness sets in. Up until this point, it could have just been an active, sane morning. But now, I’m home but I really think I NEED to run. I don’t want to run. I’m well worked-out (but I wouldn’t say worn out) by the previous exercise I’ve done this morning. But I think that I SHOULD run because if I don’t run three times per week I will lose running fitness and will have to work harder to regain that fitness. I still don’t feel like a real runner. I feel like I am only sort of barely a runner and any slight grasp I even have on that title is tenuous at best. One misstep and I’ll never run again. (I know this is irrational thought.)
So, I changed into my third pair of tennis shoes for the morning (walking vs. biking/gym vs. running), got all my running gear on (sports belt, phone for music, earbuds,camera, running hat, sunglasses, hand-held water bottle, etc.) and took off. It was about 11:15 by this point. Hot. Very hot.
I ended up running three miles, but on a four mile route. Lots of walking breaks to drink water. Three miles of actual running with one mile of walking mixed in. The stats are on my “Still Running” page.
The logical side of my brain is telling me that if I am going to include biking into my routine that it is fine to cut back on something else, namely running. I definitely don’t want to cut back on Bodypump or Bodyflow. I love those the most.
And it’s so hot that running is difficult and I hate treadmills. Logically, biking can replace the running and the elliptical. So why don’t I just let it go? I’m scared to let anything go. I just keep adding things on, never eliminating anything.
I’m not very good at balance. It’s all or nothing, baby.
I was so drenched in sweat after the run it was ridiculous. Immediate shower then lunch.
Hugh Jass salad with lots of stuff in it and on it. I’m thinking of making Italian chicken sausage with swiss chard, onions, and beans tonight, served over whole wheat couscous. Just thinking about it. Right now the boys are home from school and are watching TV and it looks like we are going to have a laid-back afternoon. I was afraid somebody might suggest a bike ride to the park, and if it was suggested, I’d probably do it.
I’m sure there will be a family evening walk tonight (1.6 miles), and I’m sure I’ll go. If there is a walk happening, I’m going to be on it. I would feel like a total wuss and lazy if I didn’t go.
Totals for the day:
Walking: 5 miles (to school, during run, family evening)
Biking: 6 miles
Running: 3 miles
Weight training: 1 hour
That’s not too crazy, right? That’s a rhetorical question. More is more.