No regrets...

I had another weird dream last night during my 9 hours of sleep. This time I went to South Africa and met and stayed at Johan Stemmets house with my family, we follow each others blogs but have never met. While we were there, Reid and I went swimming and the only place to swim laps was in the ocean and it had water streaming that looked like lanes. There were hundreds of swimmers in wetsuits doing laps and the water was fairly warm. The water then went into some building that had all kinds of pools in it with no windows and lots of tunnels. Like I said, it was a weird dream. 

Yesterday on my long run I did a lot of self-talk and decided that I'm going eat well, sleep well and try to minimize my beer drinking in preparation for the Morden Half Ironman, which is only 3 weeks away. I'm really hoping I could get my weight down to 175 lbs or less. This morning I weighted in at 180.2 lbs and 21.0 % body fat. I got off to a good start yesterday and ate perfectly.

The mantra that I keep saying over and over is NO REGRETS, NO REGRETS, NO REGRETS. I don't think I'll ever do the Morden Ironman again, so I want to make sure I have a good race. Plus, my doctor is expecting me to reduce my fat and alcohol intake regardless.

About 4 hours after yesterday's long run, my legs felt like I ran a marathon. Going down the stairs was hard to do and the side of my calves were also tight. The first thing I did this morning was massage them with "the stick". I can't believe how quickly you can lose your muscle fitness in only a few weeks. 

I went to the pool to do my long swim and weights. I didn't swim as fast as my last speed swim but I did do 2200 meters at an average 1:51 pace. My arms were definitely not as strong as my last swim. 

Long Swim - 1:00:51 / 2500 meters 

Weights - 45:00