Less than a week ago I raced my final race of 2010. I had a blast. I had a good race. I had a great afternoon with friends when it was over.
I let my guard down. I accepted the fact that it was time to rest.
I am absolutely-100%-no argument from me-on board with the need to rest and decondition post-season. I get it.
I need it!
I need it physically and mentally.
I haven't trained this week. I had an amazing massage. I have slept until 6:30 (yes, that's late for me) every.single.day. I have done close to nothing it seems.
Holy man alive I really really need to stop.
I feel so sick right now. I feel slothenly. Is that a word? I am trying to express to you that I feel like a sloth. I don't think it's because I haven't logged 94 miles on my bike, I doubt it's because I haven't worn the rubber on the Saucony's with 27 more miles, and it's not because my bathings suits are dry. Nope. that's not why.
It's because I seem to adapt the attitude that I can eat any ole' thing I want now that I am not racing.
I wake up in the morning and realize that my standard pre-workout breakfast of oatmeal + banana isn't necessary. I am not working out.
Instead, I now jump into the shower upon waking ( highly unusual for the rest of the year) and just savor my a.m. coffee.
I have good intentions every day. You see,I Like to eat well. I enjoy healthy food. And, most of the days this week, 80% of my intake has been good wholesome food. Ezeikel bread with hummus, greek yogurt with fruit, nectarines, grilled chicken and salad. I buy organic nonprocessed food that will fuel me and my family in just the right way.
when I stopped for a turkey sandwich the other day, I also grabbed 2 Cookies And ahem, DORITOS! yup. those orange chips. I had to eat some.
I've had numerous little moments like that all week long.
Now, as of 3:00 this afternoon, I feel sick. Disgusting. Gross. I'll never be hungry again sick. I didn't even eat too much today. Nor was it too bad! I even had some seaweed! Weird. I know. But I got some at this little shop and I do like it.
I think the combination of ZERO training + lots of random indulgences has resulted in this mommy/triathlete feeling nasty.
SO, that's enough of that!
I will continue to rest but I will stop thinking I can eat this way just because 'I'm done!'