Sunday, August 17, 2014

A New/Old Journey

Well, I'm disappointing that there will be no Ironman in my lifetime.  Not saying never, but saying definitely not likely.  Therefore, I have shifted my blogging in a new direction.  I've started a blog called Food, Fitness and Frustration.  Please check out that blog as I share my own journey of the ups and downs of fitness and nutrition, and what I hope will become the true lifestyle that keeps me from the roller coaster of nonsense that most of us face in this life.  Who knows, maybe the Ironman Journey 2015 will become the Ironman Journey 2020.  In the mean time, journey with me as we try to learn together how to stay off the Roller Coaster and live the way we were intended.  Join me on "Food, Fitness and Frustration."  See you there!

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

The Journey That Never Begins or Ends....

What if, there was no beginning or end.  What if, the journey has no real final destination.  What if....

Ok, before this blog becomes too philosophical, let me just stop there and make the point.  In my life, trying to maintain a healthy lifestyle, eat foods designed to fuel my body and train my body to function at peak performance is a lifelong journey.  It has no start or end.  I am continually re-directing the journey to compensate for misdirection or  off course travel.  I would like for this Blog to be a record of my journey toward taking ownership of my own physical health.  I would also like for this blog to be a support for the many others who are very likely experiencing the same journey as I. 

I've been listening to quite a few "experts" on this subject for a while now.  As a matter of fact, before becoming a high school administrator, that's pretty much all I did; study physical fitness, read and listen to the experts in this field.  What I find very interesting is these experts have very little ability to relate to those of us who have lived the challenges and difficulties faced by the common man or woman.  Please hear me, I have learned a great deal from the experts, and without them I would not likely have any foundation of knowledge with which to affect any real and substantial change in my own life. 

What I hope to bring to this Blog is the ability to speak to the vast majority of humans who have struggled with weight gain, a very poor understanding of how to eat in such a way to fuel the body to function at its best, and battle the temptation toward a sedentary lifestyle as life continues on.

I'm fighting that battle, and have fought that battle for the past 10 years.  My life until 40 was fairly fit, and active.  I had a few bouts of weight gain and lost, but for the most part I was able to maintain an active lifestyle and stay fit and healthy.  I was a competitive athlete until age 30, and then spent my 30's training and working out on my own and maintaining my fitness.  I didn't have kids until my middle 30's so I could find time to train and stay active before work and be home with my kids who had not yet hit the stage of school and after school activities just yet. 

My forties  were very much the rollercoaster decade.  I experienced three different periods of significant weight gain followed by weight loss.  Each time I lost the weight by training hard and cutting back my eating I vowed it would never happen again.  However, each time I began getting back to the poor eating habbits and putting the weight back on.  The first rollercoaster ride found me gaing weight up to about 225 and losing it back down to 200.  A few years later I had fattened up to 240 and dropped back down to 190, which was my playing weight when i was a competitive athlete. 

Now, at age 50, I found myself my heaviest at 255.  I've begun yet another period of weight loss.  However t his time, I am trying something different.  For the first time, my focus is on my nutrition and not exercise.  Sure, I'm trying to be consistent with my exercise, and want to make that a habbit again for my physical and mental health.  I find life easier if I'm physically fit.  It just is. 

What I want to accomplish now, is what I should have been focusing on all along; eat the foods my body needs to function at it's best.  I need to eat the foods my body is designed to eat.  Sadly, we've been taught wrong for a long time.  The more I learn the more I realize how badly we have screwed this up as a society.  It's sobering to learn what we've been doing to our bodies and how much we desperately need to change. 

If you would like to follow along with me, I'd welcome you aboard!  Hopefully this can become a community of support and help for those of us who have experienced the same rollercoaster of weight gain, loss and frustration all along the way. 

Come aboard and ride with me!  The more the merrier!!!


Sunday, May 11, 2014

One dream ends, a new begins

The journey, not the destination defines us.  I thought the destination would create for me a journey that would carry with it training and fitness to keep me going and motivate me to strive for excellence.  For a while it most certainly did.  You see, I've been one who needs motivation, or a goal to train and maintain fitness and health.  For a long time it was sports.  After sports, I wanted to continue well into my 50's with triathlons and use that as an excuse to keep me training and work hard toward the goal of an Ironman Triathlon. 

Well, let's just say that journey didn't turn out quite the way I thought it would.  I went from training and competing in triathlons at the most fit I'd been in years to the heaviest and most unhealthy I've been in my entire life.  A three year swing of 65 pounds and all the internal craziness that goes with it. 

Now at 50, I realize the Ironman Journey 2015 as it was originally intended is over.  I won't be competing in any Ironman competition in 2015, or likely ever.  Instead I found myself, after a nerve injury to my back and numbness in my foot, going from a weight of 190 in 2010 to a weight of 255 in 2013.  For the first time in my life I could feel my body growing more and more unhealthy so much so that I began to feel sick.  Not the flu, a cold, stomach bug, but more serious things like diabetes, heart disease and all of the afflictions I saw in my clients and others, but not me! 

So, now I have decisions to make on a daily basis.  How will I spend the rest of my life?  How will I spend my next 10-40 years?  Will I live to see my kids marry and have their own kids?  I want to live long enough to see my great grandkids.  At the rate I'm going now, I may not see my own grandkids. 

The Ironman Journey 2015 is now a life journey to live healthy and without fear of all of the old man afflictions so common in our society.  This Journey starts now and never ends until I finish this journey called life.  Hopefully that will be for a long long time!

Monday, March 4, 2013

Day #1..... again.....

I've had a  lot of day one's over the past year.  I'd like to think I am capable of repeating my success of 2010 when I lost almost 50 pounds, got down to a 33 waist again, and was back to my rugby playing weight.  That lasted for about half a year, and then began the slow rebirth of my fatness.  I'm hopeful that the ironman journey is back on.  Time of course will tell.

Today, I arose reluctantly at 4:51am after turning off my alarm and trying to go back to sleep.  I completed my first workout of the week successfully, albeit "wimpily" compared to where I once was. My workouts for the week will be as follows:

Yoga and abs am
weights pm

bike am

Yoga and abs am
weights pm

bike am

Yoga and abs am
Weights PM

Bike am

We'll see!

Monday, February 18, 2013

The dream is still alive!

I saw on the news yesterday, or maybe it was a sports show, about a 72 year old man who completed the ironman in Hawaii.  I'm still not giving up!

Sadly, I can say that I am doing everything I can right now to sabotage that dream.  I'm back to being overweight again.  I went from getting back to great shape and losing 45 pounds three years ago, to gaining it all back and then some.  Today I am the heaviest I've ever been and in the worst shape of my life.  Back problems, and some neurological issues ended my training in the summer of 2011, and unfortunately my plans for the iron man by 2015.  Now my motivation for getting and staying fit has gone bye bye as well.

I am truly starting over!

I may not compete in an ironman until I'm 72, but I need to keep the goal so I have a reason to train.  If I don't, I'll stay like this forever.  We can't have that now can we?

Saturday, July 23, 2011

So Long, Harry....

The recent release of the last of the Harry Potter movies left me with a very bitter sweet feeling. I've seen every movie, and love the story, characters everything. Guess deep down, I'm just a geek at heart after all. We planned it out perfectly. Beginning two weeks before the Friday premiere of the Deathly Hallows part 2, we'd watch each movie, in order, one at a time. We saw part one on Wednesday night, and then went to the Midnight showing of DH2 on Thursday night at midnight. Rather, that would be Friday morning at Midnight. It proved to be a great experience for my family. The highlight of the summer actually. The movie was great, and we enjoyed it as a family which made it even better.

Oddly enough, I found myself sad even before the movie. The week leading up to it, I actually didn't want the movie to come. Now, let me be perfectly clear here: I am not a Harry Potter Geek. I wore no costume to the movie. I don't personally own any Harry Potter attire or memorabilia. I do not partake in any discussion groups, or role playing games involving the story of Harry Potter. My conscience is clear in that regard. Still though, I found myself down in the dumps when I should have been looking forward to the movie and excited about the process. It took me quite a bit of thinking and soul searching to realize what the source of this minor depression was.

The first Harry Potter movie came out in the fall of 2001. My son was two years old, and my daughter was just born six months earlier. Too young to see the movie then, but somehow, in my mind, linked to the Harry Potter series. Of course, they grew up on the books and movies, and when the last movie was about to come and go, I couldn't help but think a part of their childhood was coming to an end. The 10 years of the Harry Potter movie series was such a part of our lives, that it became quite painful emotionally to realize that this was all coming to an end.

I doubt seriously if I had kids, I would have been so attached to the movies. I only read one of the books, and that was the last, Deathly Hallows. If I was a kid, or young adult with no children of my own, I would have enjoyed the movies, but felt no real attachment to them. Instead, with kids of my own who grew up with the movies, and have known them for as long as they've been alive, the movies held a special place in my heart because of what it meant to them.