Week 3, Session 3

3min Run, 2min Walk X 6 reps.
Playlist: The Todd Glass Show - Norm MacDonald

Well, that was better than Wednesday... marginally. I was able to push the pace a little bit more, but I ended up spending myself earlier than I'd have liked to. On the last two intervals I knocked 10 or so seconds off of the run. I've got to stop doing that.

I feel like I've spend this week trying to get back in the groove of things but not quite getting there. The No-S diet has been a bit of a bust. I've tried to stick to healthy meals. But the week started with loads of leftover pizza from the party. We were preparing for more parents to stick around - not that we needed them to, but that if they did they would have felt welcome. That didn't happen. Then there was the leftover cake. For some twisted reason, I can't bear wasting food. Maybe I've inherited some Blitz-induced thriftiness from my parents. Maybe it's from my own years of poverty. It's a fucked up combo where you always think you need more food than you really do, and you can't bear to toss the inevitable surplus. It's no mystery why I'm fat.

December is not a good time to be doing this. I suppose there is no bad time to get fit. It's just harder in December. With Christmas coming up, it will take a herculean effort to maintain a healthy balance. I'm not worried about getting runs in. As long as I have my shoes and someone to watch the kids, I'll get out there and slog out a few kilometres. It's the snacks that cause the problems. I think I've been pretty good at avoiding snacks when it's just me an the boys. But once I get back together with family, there's an air of celebration that demands nommage. And then there's the booze. Happy hour? Much obliged.

I think what I'm trying to say is that I'm not looking forward to Saturday Morning.