Sluggard to slumber

I'm getting fatter and slower. Ten years ago I entered the world of mountain bike racing at 135 pounds. I'm 33 now (and about that many more pounds), and I see many of my friends constantly improving while I'm standing still. It doesn't seem to matter their age. Some are younger and some older. Some are training seriously, and some are just genetically gifted. I have neither of these going for me, so I've got to do something about it or I will always be the one off the back.

This year I resolve to make a training plan for biking, and actually sticking to it. If you want measurable results, then I'll say I want to lop two hours off my previous SM100 time.

I've never done this before. Previously, my training consisted of riding hard and riding often. That's it. I am learning now that this isn't the best way to go about it. There's stuff like zones, peaks, and, er, dedication which can make you a much better rider without too much more work. I've got a lot to learn, but hopefully tomorrow I'll get the training book and HRM my wife ordered for me for Christmas.

Dropping down to 150 pounds will be my secondary goal. However, this may be harder than training regimen because I'm a lazy eater. I'm semi-allergic to a bunch of types of fruits, so I usually snack on sugary items. I also eat fast food because I don't like taking time to prepare food. Ask my wife, but whenever I cook, I've had the bad habit of eating the food while preparing it. Hopefully I can control myself around the Krispy Kremes, KFC, and Five Guys burgers and fries.

I used to laugh and make fun of those that said stuff like, "I need to stay in Zone 2 on tonight's ride." Now, I'll be joining their ranks. Join me as I laugh at myself.