Good God, I'm Tired. . .
I work out. A lot. I've done two half marathons. Did the Chicago Marathon in 2004. Done triathlons. Duathlons. Ridden my bike 100 miles in just over 6 hours. Fitness is a big part of my life. Has been since my early twenties and probably will be until I die.
Strangely enough, since the birth of our second child a mere nine weeks ago, I've been on some kind of even crazier fitness kick. Ran a hilly half marathon in May in just over 2 hours, about a week before our second child was born. Had been running nearly exclusively for about 12 weeks prior and the race came at a good time; I was nearing burnout and had had enough running.
Began cross-training with a vengeance. Been averaging between five and six hard workouts a week since then. Mixing in running, biking, swimming and weight training. I've lost about seven pounds, which has been good since I don't have that much to spare anyway. I'm two pounds heavier than I was 13 years ago and am definitely stronger, which ain't too shabby. Been eating extremely healthily as well.
Great, you say. What I have yet to understand is where the energy is coming from to do this. Between our 2 1/2 year old and the newborn, my wife and I have very little free time and sleep is a luxury we can't afford. So, where's the energy to work out like a machine coming from? Not a clue.
Not complaining, mind you. Just having a hard time explaining it. Been keeping a training log for about the last five years and it's fascinating some times to go back and see the different workouts, how much I weighed, how fast I was running, etc. I think back to the Chicago Marathon and how, during the heavy part of the training, when we were running 25-35 miles a week, I would hit the wall mid-afternoon, desperately seeking either a nap or a Mountain Dew. Yet, now, I'm working out with arguably more intensity and have more energy.
It's sure not a bad thing, I just hope it'll last. . .
Strangely enough, since the birth of our second child a mere nine weeks ago, I've been on some kind of even crazier fitness kick. Ran a hilly half marathon in May in just over 2 hours, about a week before our second child was born. Had been running nearly exclusively for about 12 weeks prior and the race came at a good time; I was nearing burnout and had had enough running.
Began cross-training with a vengeance. Been averaging between five and six hard workouts a week since then. Mixing in running, biking, swimming and weight training. I've lost about seven pounds, which has been good since I don't have that much to spare anyway. I'm two pounds heavier than I was 13 years ago and am definitely stronger, which ain't too shabby. Been eating extremely healthily as well.
Great, you say. What I have yet to understand is where the energy is coming from to do this. Between our 2 1/2 year old and the newborn, my wife and I have very little free time and sleep is a luxury we can't afford. So, where's the energy to work out like a machine coming from? Not a clue.
Not complaining, mind you. Just having a hard time explaining it. Been keeping a training log for about the last five years and it's fascinating some times to go back and see the different workouts, how much I weighed, how fast I was running, etc. I think back to the Chicago Marathon and how, during the heavy part of the training, when we were running 25-35 miles a week, I would hit the wall mid-afternoon, desperately seeking either a nap or a Mountain Dew. Yet, now, I'm working out with arguably more intensity and have more energy.
It's sure not a bad thing, I just hope it'll last. . .
posted by W.S. Wuori at 9:30 PM
1 Comments:
I think it's definitely time for you to start drinking coffee. It's probably as effective as testosterone and quite legal in all sports.
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