Do these spandex make me look fat?

Got together with some folks from the Boston Triathlon Team for a happy hour on Wednesday. Those that recognized me said I looked gaunt - that I was obviously training well.

Some didn't recognize me I've lost so much weight.

My weight - despite cramming everything into my maul that I can reach - continues to fall. Plummet. Tank worse than the Euro.


On the plus side: not feeling guilty about the ice cream.


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How's it going?

The most common question I get these days is "How's the training going?"

My answer? Better than expected, but not as much as I hoped for.

I was talking to a 2x Kona finisher; he said it's that way for everyone. Life tends to get in the way; the longer-than-expected day at work; family obligations; being absolutely exhausted from the cumulative stress of everything. But the day gets closer, the training is getting done. I look at the charts and graphs of my power output, pacing and such - and there is definite improvement. It is no longer 'if', but 'in what time'.

So how's it going? I'd say pretty well.



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