Revenge of the Fallen

Happy Post 4th of July,

Well, the family and I are finally back from the beach. Was a good time; kids loved playing around in the sand and it was great to just soak up the rays. Also nice to hit the outlets.

Well, Im now about three weeks away from the next race, and I need to get things in high gear. Yes, I just did an Ironman, but its been very easy to fall away from the rhythm of high intensity training. Ran 4 times this week, but still doesnt feel enough. Cant swim right now because of the tattoo, and I just only now got my pedals back on the bike. In addition, I am RAVENOUS. I mean seriously, I am eating everything in sight. Hot dogs, chips, beer, cookies, fries, BBQ. I know this is all well deserved, but enough is enough. Its like I have never seen food.

So, to help curve my cravings and intake, Im going to start posting my food diary daily. I figure if I have to admit to ingesting two breakfasts in the morning, it might help me stay on diet. Im not sure if anyone is actually following this anymore, but I will just assume so.

Your probably wondering why I named this post after a horrible movie. It has to deal with the race that is coming up on August 2: The Culpeper Sprint. I did this race last year, and it was my second triathlon ever and my first open water swim. To say the least, it was a complete disaster. In fact, I came in dead last for my age group. There were a lot of reasons for my performance, mainly lack of training, lack of sleep, and freaking out in the water.

So this year, I am back for revenge. Not against anyone else, but against my past performance. I want top 5 in my age group. No starting in the back of the swim this time, right in the middle. Kicks will be felt, elbows will be swung, but Im going to take this race down even if it kills me.

But first things first: put down the dougnut.