Divided By Zero's Journal, 19 June 2009

Still sick... meh. I have waaaay too much free time on my hands now that I can't workout. I finished watching season 1 of Scrubs, started season 2 of Dexter, and watched Reservoir Dogs on Blu-Ray last night (I couldn't really see too much of an improvement over DVD in that movie).

And I've also been thinking. Yeah, I know... dangerous stuff. I've been thinking that the reason I got sick is because of over-training. I put myself through the wringer on a weekly basis and sometimes my immune system just can't keep up. But right now there's just not too much I can do about it. Ideally I would like to work out about 5 hours per week. That's a really good place to be. You're getting in good workouts, but you have plenty of time to recover. Right now I'm working out about 9-10 hours per week, and that number will probably go up as I continue my half marathon training. So until I finish my race all I can do is hope I don't get sick again. After the race my workouts will probably be back to 5 hours per week.

Amazingly my weight is still holding steady. I say amazingly because the only thing that really helps my sore throat is frozen yogurt and I've eaten buckets of the stuff in the last few days. I also don't count calories at all when I'm sick because I don't want to make my body fight germs and fat at the same time. Other than the FroYo I've still been eating fairly healthy, just a bit more than usual.

Anyway, on the same day that I got sick I also "injured" myself running. I put that in "" because it's not a real injury so much as it's dumb and embarrassing. I'll let you in on a little running secret. Men can run their nipples off. O-F-F. True story. I learned this the hard way... on 3 separate occasions. What happens is that during distance running a guy's shirt (women are immune because of sports bras) move slightly back and forth during each stride. Over a long enough time frame + sweat making the fabric heavier... it has a sandpaper effect on the nippies. The first time I found this out the hard way I was running on a treadmill in a gym... with a white shirt... and had no idea (I was in the ZONE!). People kept looking at me weird and I couldn't figure out why. When I finished my run I got off the treadmill and freaked out. There was a mirror right behind the treadmills and I saw two streams of red running down my shirt and I knew I was bleeding. I didn't know what the hell was going on so I ran to the locker room and took my shirt off. I had basically ran my nipples off. Let's just say taking a shower was not a pleasant experience. I think it was two weeks before they grew back to their former glory. I've since found out there are special products you can use to prevent this, but I've managed to forget every once and a while and do the same thing again... though never as bad as the first time. For the record... it burnnnnnnssssss. So how was that for a fun Friday story? Now get to work! :P

192.0 lb Lost so far: 73.0 lb.    Still to go: 7.0 lb.    Diet followed poorly.