A couple weeks ago, I came to the very sound and research-based conclusion that December is "maintenance month". In laymen's terms, that means "sit on my ass and get fat month." If I want to work out, I will and if I don't, I won't. I will eat whatever I want, whenever I want. I will sleep late, go to bed early and maybe even *GASP* watch some tv. Oh yeah, and the only exception will be that I will ski my ass off.
Thus far, December is going quite well, thank you. Well, with one exception. I seem to have been stricken with the inability to breathe and a smoker's hack. I am self-diagnosing with bronchitis and hoping to convince the doctor this week to give me the strongest antibiotic known to man because, damnit, I want to feel GOOD while I'm being lazy, sitting on the couch, and watching The Office (we don't have cable- this is the extent of our television entertainment).
Other than the illness, the only downside has been reading everyone else's Facebook status updates. Apparently, everyone who rides a bike in the Portland metro area has been busy training- every dang weekend. They didn't get the memo about "sit on your ass December". Given that I am only 1/100th of a percent competitive on a good day at the races, this shouldn't be too much of a concern to me. Except that now, I may only be 1/200th of a percent competitive on a good day. As a consequence, my trainer and I will be cultivating a close personal relationship during the month of January. When I'm ready to shoot myself after riding my trainer at 5:30am two days in a row, please send me an encouraging email and remind me that December was totally worth it. Please?
Seriously, though. I am feeling so bad about not training that I just went and ate two bon bons. After I had a popsicle. And skied all day.
I guess that when it comes right down to it, December IS actually working out quite well.
Mt. Hood today, with about 5 inches of fresh, cold powder. Oh, you weren't there? Bummer for you- you should have been.
What my husband and daughter do while I am enjoying powder- take a nap in front of the fire. Hazel DID get the memo about December.
