Workouts, my back, and toxic fat

An interesting article about Mark Allen, six-time winner of the Hawaii Ironman and his training plan. Lots of interesting stuff about speed, endurance, and training. Have a look.

Yesterday was my last day with Shannon at physical therapy. :( I know she was very sad to see me go. She hid it well by smiling and just walking off like she was heading to her next patient, but I know she’ll be crying this weekend, thinking about my sacrum. :D Apparently, my back has remained straight and happy despite the running and that race, which I am very happy about.

Shannon gave me some more core exercises to do, and while trying them out I realized I have the weakest core strength and most miserable balance on the planet. I’ve seen all these moves before but never tried them. Now I will. Almost all of them use an exercise ball (which I have at home and at the gym) so I may set up my home routine for these. Core. I need it badly.

So, with my back all fixed, you can imagine how upset I was to wake up at 6AM with back pain. That same old pain I had before. CRAP! I wonder if we fixed something that was broken, but wasn’t causing the problem I wanted to fix. I don’t get it. Anyway, I’m going to stick with my new stretches and begin my core strengthening routine and see where it takes me. Either way, there’s some damn wimpy muscles that need work now.

3 easy miles last night. I just needed to keep it between 9:00 and 9:30, and I had about 9:08. I would frequently look down and see 8:XX and would have to slow down. If I don’t run for a while, I feel all peppy and my legs just want to run instead of sticking with the plan. I have a 3 mile pace run today, and so a 3 mile pace run last night as well wouldn’t help me. Its hard not to just go and run as fast as you can. Stick to the plan.

Oh, and to the guy standing in the middle of gym shower area, head back, with his eyes closed, washing his junk: get a friggin’ hotel room you sick bastid’.

weight this AM: 167.2. Um, huh? Its begun dipping down again. Normally, I would say “yeah”, but I want to stay at 170. And I’ve been eating more chocolate, and stuffing my face more than usual, and last night I had extra helpings of rotini, and we had the Blue and Gold banquet with lots of evil food. The only thing I can think of is that the next “plateau area” for my weight should be 165, and maybe my body is working to that level now. Hmmmmm.

And speaking of fat, I was thinking about mine. It occured to me that I made this fat over 20 years ago. Its still there. That’s some old fat. This isn’t bad except that heavy metals and organic toxins absorb into fat. The fat in your body holds alot of the toxins that get in you. That’s why fatty fish have the highest levels of mercury, dioxin, and other nasties and you need to watch your fish intake. Along those lines, what happens when I begin to burn up that fat and reabsorb it into my body? Yup, the toxins come back into my bloodstream. Toxic fat. All the poison I used to eat and all the toxins that have accumulated, all came right back out to poison me again. Drink lots of water. Its all I can do to make sure that stuff leaves as quickly as possible. No wonder I feel sick.

Ok, that’s about it (gosh, we all hope so).

Is anyone out there racing this weekend?

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