You get fat. I have been out of training for two weeks now and I feel my fats coming back. I can feel my endurance spiraling down the drain. I am getting less and less interested in training. I need a goal. I need a quick fix.

I need to get back into training. Without a close race in the horizon, I am stuck without a good motivator for me to train. My Ironman dream is still in the distance and if I stay true to my regimen of training less, I will surely end up as fat as this kid. Without a close race in the distance, I am left with very little motivation to train. The past two weeks have been very mediocre for me. I would barely get up early for a long bike ride. I would rarely run. I would barely even swim 200 meters straight.

I was brushing my teeth this morning and I think I have found my motivation.  I saw a fat me. I saw myself overweight again. I HAVE been eating a lot lately and I have nobody else to blame but myself. I could already feel my weight pulling me down. I could barely see my toes when I look down because my big round stomach is blocking the way. If I want to join my first half ironman triathlon next year, I should really put in the training now. I need to build up more base and core. I could feel my flexibility dwindling. I can’t even touch my toes anymore. I don’t want to make my debut in CamSur next year looking like a tub of lard. I want to be fit and ready for the task.

Back to a weekly run mileage of 30 kilometers for me.

Back to biking at least 3 times a week.

Back to swimming in the pool at least 2 times a week and doing at least 1500 meters.

There there. It’s going to be alright. It’s OK Fatboy.

Back to training. Back to getting fit. I don’t want to see myself fat and full of lard all over again.

I dread the day I will be this fat tub of lard again. I dread the day that I will be back to my fat 2008 self.

Back to training if I want to be a real Ironman. I think I’m back in the groove.