We made it on the plane!
We’re on the plane heading back to the USA. 🇺🇸 It’s been fun, Europe, but it’s time to go see our cats!
We’re on the plane heading back to the USA. 🇺🇸 It’s been fun, Europe, but it’s time to go see our cats!
Woke up this morning to our flights out of Zurich being cancelled. We had been rebooked, but since we were on separate reservations, the system had put us on separate itineraries. So I spent a while on the phone with United, but the guy I talked to was very helpful and got us all rebooked. I even got some of the miles I used on Carrie’s ticket back? Airline fare rules are so weird.
So we’re headed to Zurich today, and I made a reservation at the Zurich airport hotel. I feel very fortunate that we’re at a point in our lives where we can absorb this without an issue, I know that’s a privilege that I’m very thankful for.
We’ve had a fun time in Geneva. We visited CERN, so the academic in me was very excited. Here’s to no more changes!
We’re waiting for the train to leave Chamonix, and I definitely have mixed feelings. I’m sad to leave this beautiful place with the amazing food, great wine, and just mind blowing natural beauty. But I’m also looking forward to getting back to our house, our cats, and our friends and family.
We ended up hiking 7 miles yesterday, with a pretty steep climb that allowed us to skip the ladders. We had a rain storm come through (though we luckily dodged the thunderstorm that came through across the valley). We also used our water filter bottle for the first time to get water out of a mountain waterfall. But it was a good hike, and we topped it off taking a cable car down from the mountain.
I’m going to write a more in-depth day by day review of things when I get back to my laptop. But in short, it was very hard, very beautiful, and really required leaning on each other. I’m just glad there is no hiking today!
Yesterday we crossed from Italy into Switzerland on foot, which is a crazy thing to say. I ate an energy bar on an international border, while staring down a valley where I could see another international border. Wild.
It was a very pretty hike, but it was the first time my fear of heights kicked in. I had a panic on this one part where I had a hard time putting one foot in front of the next and moving my poles. It was something about the angle of the trail and the very steep we were on. But I pushed through and once we turned the corner up the switchback the feeling subsided.
It was the first part of the whole experience where slipping had very bad consequences. It was also just straight up steep. It took us a while to get up to the top of Grand Col Ferret. But the view at the top was pretty amazing. The rest of the day was just hot and dusty as we descended into Switzerland. We ended up taking the bus one town sooner than written, but we were both done.
We did have the unique experience of having a cheese sandwich while looking at the cows from which the cheese is made.
We had lovely accommodations in Champex Lac last night. Dinner was great. The hotel was super cool.
Today we took some trains to get down here right north of Chamonix in Angieterre. We are going to hike our way to Chamonix tomorrow, but we’re not doing the ladders. I don’t trust myself not to freak out. But there are several variations depending on the weather and how we feel in the morning.
It’s raining here for the first time this trip, but the weather has brought a nice cooling breeze. Tomorrow is supposed to be a little cooler, which will be welcome.
I’m so very glad we decided to go do a shortened day hike today. The scenery was the most postcard-worthy things we have seen yet. We took the bus down, and after about 2k of solid uphill we were rewarded with the most amazing panoramic view I think I have ever seen (this shot doesn’t do it justice, the album has the pano shot I took).
We had a light lunch of spec and brie sandwiches, an espresso, and a delicious piece of apple cake.
After that we had a very lovely 5k hike that was net down the mountain. Every time I turned around there was some new beautiful thing or a new angle on the mountains. I took an obscene amount of photos today. We also got to see all the wildflowers, as well as the cows eating the wildflowers which will eventually lead to the special summer cheese.
We ate enough, we stayed hydrated, and we kept our heart rates under control. It was a perfect active recovery day.
Tonight we have reservations a restaurant in town, so I’m sure that will be delicious.
Tomorrow we head into Switzerland 🇨🇭 and spend the night in Champex. Will report back then!
We’re going to take advantage of the free bus to go for a short hike today. This way we’ll get to see some of the scenery, but not have to be out all day. Courmayeur is absolutely lovely, and our hotel here is amazing. I’ll report back again this evening.
Day 2 started well. Generally we had our nutrition better situated and our water plan was better (definitely both could be better). Amazing views crossing the Col de Bonhomme.
Once we were done with the climbing, however, we realized that we only had 45 minutes to make it to our taxi. I also misread the instructions so I thought we had less distance to where the taxi was.
At some point on the descent Carrie and I decided to split up and I would try to get down as quickly as possible to hopefully catch the taxi driver and try to convince him to wait for Carrie. It was during this process I realized there were several more kilometers to go down than I had previously thought. I went hard and when I got to the taxi guy (who was still there, thank goodness) I had to use my very bad French to make sure it was our guy. He eventually smiled and told me not to worry and that he would wait for Carrie no problem.
Carrie was also going down as fast as she could. When she got down there we both rode over to the hotel pushed to our limits.
Because of that, we have decided to take today and tomorrow off and just enjoy two days in Courmayeur, IT. Our hotel here is very cute, and it’s the first good internet connection we’ve had in a while. Looking forward to some rest and Italian food. We will take up the hike on Tuesday to do stages 5-7.
If there’s one thing the great coaches at CrossFit Renew have taught me, is that you have to listen to your body. As Tim often says, let your breathing dictate your pace, not your pace dictate your breathing. We had that mantra in mind yesterday… well until the end lol. But we’re listening to our bodies and getting some recharge so we can finish the last three days strong.
And for what it’s worth, stage 2 was the hardest, so at least we checked that box.
Took a lot of pictures yesterday, they should all be in the shared album. A few samples are on this post. https://www.icloud.com/sharedalbum/#B105oqs3qlprcQ
Today was something else. The short version: we didn’t eat enough and probably didn’t have enough water. All things that can be fixed (former cyclist Taylor is judging current Taylor for making such a rookie mistake). The views were amazing, however. And honestly, I felt pretty great other than the last hour.
The internet isn’t great here, so this will be text only. The hotel we are at is super cute and supper was included which was nice.
This trail is no joke. Tomorrow is more climbing, but more refuges and the last 40% is actually all downhill. I am also going to switch my watch to kilometers instead of miles so that we can have a more accurate notion of where we are using our directions. I will say, the GPS course on the Garmin was great to have. Also, the signage really is amazing. There are times when you are like, really, we go over here? But yes, you do.
I’m also hoping we’ll get a little more acclimated to the altitude every day. Things that looked like nothing hill-wise had us both huffing and puffing.
But with that, I’m going to drink more water, use the theragun to hopefully get my muscles recovering, and get to sleep. Bon nuit!
I’m very excited to start hiking but I’m also pretty nervous. We’ve been planning this for so long and now we are about to just start walking to our next hotel that’s 9 miles away. Crazy…
Our time in Chamonix has been great. Glad we get to come back here one more night at the end.
I will hopefully figure out the Garmin links today. If not I’ll hope to get them going tomorrow.
For those following along, we had a great couple of days in the Netherlands. 🇳🇱 We are currently traveling to Zurich to see some friends there and tomorrow we head into the Alps at Chamonix in France. 🇫🇷
Will report more once we get settled in Chamonix.
Well, it’s been a while. Looking at the previous post - goals for 2020 - a few things may have happened since then. But this isn’t the post to get into any of that. I’m here to talk about something that Carrie and I are very excited about: hiking the Tour Du Mont Blanc (TMB)!
We head out tomorrow, flying to the Netherlands to hang there for a few days before heading down to Zurich and then Chamonix to start hiking.
I’ll be posting links every day we hike to track us on our Garmins, so if you’re up in the morning US time and want to see where we are, check it out. You can get the links here or @djwhitebread on threads.
If you want to keep track of the photos I take as we go along, you can check out this shared album over on iCloud.
While we will miss our two kitties while we’re gone, we’re looking forward to celebrating our 20th wedding anniversary by doing something hard and challenging. I have a fear of heights, and there are some interesting parts of this hike, so it’s going to be an adventure.
Ok, time to finish packing. Look for updates soon!
I always thought to myself, “Yeah, I have goals…” But I never wrote them down, or told anybody about them, or really thought much about it. I mean, there were big things I knew I wanted to do… get married, graduate from grad school, get a job, etc. But I never really thought about it on a yearly or monthly basis, “What’s the thing that I need to be doing right now?”
And I’m not talking about career goals here. We have an entire process at work for that. I’m talking about my personal goals. I figured this year I’d try something new, and write about them here. Make it public, help to keep myself accountable. A lot of these are hobby related, I’m not really getting into deep emotional growth. Those sorts of things I will keep to myself. I mean, I can’t share all my secrets, right? ;)
So here we go, my first ever yearly goal listing!
Continue my improvement as a golfer:
Shave 2 strokes off my handicap: I finished the year in 2019 with my lowest handicap every: 18.5. That’s still not where I want to be. I’m hoping to get to get down below 16.5 by the end of 2020.
Make the Daniel Cup team again: We have a fun Ryder Cup style competition at Great Hills every year. I made the team last year for the first time, and it was a blast. I’m hoping to play well enough to get on the team again this year.
Get under 200 lbs: I guess technically the goal is to continue to get healthier and keep our good exercise and food habits, but this number is the thing that I’ve put the bullseye on. I haven’t been under 200 lbs since 2013. That was when I sort of let my weight get away from me. But Carrie and I had a great 2019 on the health front. I’m really enjoying running for the first time ever, and I’m in the best position to hit this number than I’ve been since I went above it.
Learn to fly fish: Last year I had a goal to go fishing on my own, and I hit that! I didn’t catch anything, but I made it out there. I still want to continue to do that, but I’ve finally given in to the mystique of fly fishing. The goal here is to learn the basic technique, go on at least one guided trip, and go out on my own at least once.
Re-embrace fermentation: There was a while where I had at least one thing fermenting at all times, whether it be beer, bread, pickles, or kombucha. But I’ve really gotten on off the fermenting train lately. That ends this year! My goal is to make one of each the following: beer, bread, and kimchi. Anymore than one are bonus.
Go camping: This was the one goal that I didn’t hit from last year. I’ve never really been camping, and I’d love to give it a shot. I’ve felt this distinct desire to connect more with nature as I’ve gotten over, and this seems like a good place to start (baby steps and all that…).
Not let laundry stay unfolded for more than a day: I think that I’m pretty good about getting the laundry washed and dried. However, I am admittedly horrible about folding and putting away laundry. I’m generally bad at picking stuff up… this is I feel the low-hanging fruit on changing this part of my nature.
We only have so much control over the dumpster fire that is happening around sometimes. But, right now at least, I do have control over these things, and I hope to make my free time worth it. More creation, less consumption: creating experiences, food, fun, a better me, what have you. Here’s to a great 2020!
Well, today is the last day of 2019, and it appears that I didn’t write anything here all year. It was an interesting year for various reasons. Some good, some bad.
I always used to put a picture of Pierre on these posts, but unfortunately we had finally say goodbye to our little old man this year. It was tough - I had had him for 17 years. That’s 17 years of coming home and having him run up to me and say hello. That’s a long time to all of a sudden not see him.
There were good things this year as well. I got glasses. We had a great time going back to Mardi Gras for the first time in years. I went to Kentucky and visited some awesome distilleries with my best friends. We had a wonderful vacation to Sonoma. I am at my lowest weight since 2013, and feel in really good shape to drop below 200lbs in 2020. Carrie and I also ran two half marathons, and I’ve enjoyed running more than I ever have. Lastly, I’ve continued to get better at golf, which has always been a goal of mine.
So while there was sadness this year, there was also joy and hope. Here’s to a great 2020!
One of my goals for the year was to learn how to smoke a brisket. True, wood-fired barbecue is one of the main culinary traditions of Central Texas, especially barbecuing beef brisket. The time had finally come for me to get an offset smoker, a "stick-burner" as they are called, and start this journey into a new cooking genre. Three weeks ago, I (along with some help getting it home from my fellow National Instruments Meat Guild members) acquired an Old Country BBQ Pits Pecos:
I was very excited this about purchase. Given the fact that we got rid of our pickup truck last year, getting a 220 lb 6 ft long smoker home from the store isn't something you can do on a whim.
Heeding the advice from several people, instead of jumping right into brisket, I decided to start with pork shoulder as it is much more forgiving. I was not exactly sure how easy the temperature control would be, and so I didn't want to ruin a quality brisket. So on a Friday I hit up Costco to get a pork shoulder. A few notes: 1) they only come in a two pack, because Costco, and 2) Costco only sells boneless shoulders, which is not the usual. I also picked up a 3-pack of St. Louis style ribs to complete the porky adventure.
Before I could cook in it, however, I wanted to burn off the industrial gunk they coat the inside with, and then reseason the entire thing.
After letting it burn really hot for a few hours (as well as then practicing my temperature control), I went to sleep decently confident that I could maintain a temperature revolving around 275 for the 8-10 hours this shoulder was going to take.
The next morning, after getting up early to watch the royal wedding with some friends, it was time to get this pork smoking. I first tied up the shoulder, as the the fact that it is boneless made it somewhat unwieldy and "flappy." I made the rub, which was a simple combination of 2:2:1:1 ratio of Ground Black Pepper:Kosher Salt:Paprika:Garlic Powder. I also gave the shoulder a yellow mustard slather before I put the rub on. On the shoulder went at 9:30 AM:
I set up the smoker according to what seems to be accepted best practice. Started the fire with a chimney of lump charcoal, then through my logs on and got the fire going and the smoker nice and hot. Finally, when I put the pork on I added an aluminum foil pan full of water to help keep the inside of the cooker nice and moist.
I had my remote temperature probe set on the rack right by the shoulder to get a good idea of the air temp right by the meat. I then inserted the second probe into the center of the shoulder. My target was 190° F for the meat. I started the fire with oak, and then used cherry for a while, before switching back to oak eventually.
There's not much to do while the meat is cooking except sit back, relax, stay out of the sun, and enjoy a beverage.
The pork was coming along nicely, but it wasn't quite ready to wrap in foil. A little while later, I noticed the sheet of fat on top split, and according to Aaron Franklin, that's when it's time to wrap it up (not pictured, as a big foil rectangle didn't seem that interesting). Around this time I did notice the temperature stall as well, which is expected. The foil helps to push through that stall. Around the time I wrapped the shoulder, I through the ribs on. I used a similar rub, but cut down on the salt to get a 2:1:1:1 ratio. The plan was to sauce the ribs after about 2 hours, so I had to make a sauce.
You may be asking why are you making a sauce when there are many, many quality BBQ sauces out there. One word: sugar. I'm not eating sugar and severely limiting my carbs right now (that's water in that Yeti, above, in case you were wondering), and almost all store bought BBQ sauces have a ton of sugar. The sauce was simple. First, chop some onion and saute in about 1 T of butter. Next, add a can of tomato paste and stir until it becomes fragrant and darkens. Finally add 1 cup of apple cider vinegar, and 3/4 cup of water. Now, I did add 2 T of brown sugar, as I was going to be ingesting a very small amount of the sauce (just the amount I put on while cooking), so I figured this little bit of sugar would be insignificant for the actual serving size. I let all that simmer down for a little while, but it never really was thick. I was going for a slightly thinner sauce that would spread nicely when I applied it to the ribs.
I hit my goal temp on the pork at around 8:45 minutes, and pulled it off. I then pulled the ribs off about 30 minutes later. I was pretty impressed with the results:
The pork pulled really easily, and was super juicy. The ribs had a perfect smoke ring, and left clean bones, but they didn't fall off the bone, so it was exactly was I shooting for. I did cook the other two racks the next weekend, and they didn't come out as tender, so I need to keep working on it. But overall, I was happy with the experience.
My temperature control was good, and I learned a lot that first day about keeping the temperature more consistent. I did use full size logs, and most of the people I talk to recommend cutting them in half first, so I will probably try the second shoulder with half logs to try and see if I get even more consistency.
Brisket, here I come!
Pierre asks, "So when are you going to smoke some fish, human?"
I have had good success with the pork shoulder in the sous vide, and I was curious how baby back ribs would turn out. It seemed like it would work without requiring as much time in the sous vide (the shoulder takes a 24 hour dip in the bath). So I used the pork shoulder recipe at chef steps.com as a starting point. (Funny side note, in just looking this up I saw that they actually have a baby back rib recipe. It varies slightly from what I did, so I may have to give this another try.)
I started the rack off with a thick coat of glaze that's a 1:2:4 ration of liquid aminos:liquid smoke:molasses. I do like this rub as it is full of umami and gives it that good smoky flavor without having to own a smoker. (Funny side note 2: liquid smoke isn't creepy. It's an amazingly straightforward product. Alton Brown did an episode of Good Eats where he explained it, so please–no shade.)
I did cut some slices into the ribs to help the glaze penetrate a little more. I had not brined these ribs at all, so I wanted to try and get some seasoning into the meat.
After the ribs were nicely soaked in the glaze, they got bagged up and dunked in the sous vide. (The bigger graduated tub I bought in January came in very handy here.) I put it at 70˚C (158˚F) for 6 hours. It isn't pictured here, but I did cover the water bath with plastic wrap. For a period of that long, and especially with water at that temperature, you are going to get a ton of evaporation if you don't cover the bath.
After their 6 hour stint in the bath, I removed from the bag and dried the ribs off. I put on another coat of glaze. The rub was pretty simple: kosher salt, ground mustard seed, garlic powder, smoked paprika, and black pepper.
Carrie had mentioned that mac and cheese would be perfect with this, so I whipped up a quick batch of that as well. I will do a post about the mac and cheese recipe I came up with soon. It does come out really tasty. To round out the meal I roasted some broccoli. We also opened a 2013 Toulouse Pinot Noir from Anderson Valley. The pinot stood up to the pork perfectly, and it turned out to be a great pairing.
All-in-all it was a great meal with my lovely wife. Eating at restaurants is awesome, but there is something amazingly satisfying about cooking an excellent meal at home. :)
It's been a while since I fired up the ol'blog. November of 2015, in fact. Ah, those were simpler times. I had just discovered that you can sous vide a pork shoulder and make it taste like it came out of a smoker. I had just started singing in the choir at church. Oh, and the president wasn't a fascist narcissist with a white supremacist as one of his main advisors. Good times.
But alas, things have changed, and every piece of news coming from the new administration causes me more anxiety. I can't ignore it, but I have to do what I can to not let it consume me. I can try and make my little part of the world a better place. So on to the nice things.
First off: Pens! Nice Paper! Writing things by hand! I have always had an interest in fountain pens. In fact, Carrie gave me a pen for our wedding. I loved that pen–it unfortunately got stolen. But there is something so pleasant about writing with a fountain pen on high-quality paper. You don't have to use much pressure, and the pen just glides across the paper.
And the inks. I love the thoughtfulness that comes from filling your pen and writing with that new color. It's deliberate, it's intentional. Plus, there are colors for days.
But alas, while I had written a good bit while I was a postdoc, I had not done much lately. The pens sat on my desk at work, with my few bottles of ink, but I rarely used them. Honestly, I felt like I spent more time cleaning out the crusty ink every six months when I would decide I wanted to write something than I did actually writing.
However, in December, we went to visit some of our Meg and Harry in California. Harry mentioned to me that he had gotten into fountain pens lately, and thought it was something I'd like. I told him it was absolutely something I liked. Then the pens started coming out, all with different wonderful inks. When I noticed that his little daughter was scribbling on torn out Rhodia paper, I knew, yes, he had truly gotten into this. The interest in me was awoken!
So on that front, this month is InCoWriMo, or International Correspondence Writing Month. The goal is to write to somebody every day of February. So that's what I'm going to do, share the joy of writing with people by writing letters. I may not get a letter out every day, but I do intend to write 28 of them.
I'll post more specifics about pens and inks and papers and all the fun associated with it later. I know everybody is thrilled! ;)
So on to exercise. I had known for a while that I was getting bigger. After I hurt my back while we were in France, I basically stopped exercising. That was the beginning of October. To be honest, after the election, I used the ample amounts of holiday treats to try and not think about the terrible situation we had just gotten ourselves into.
So, the day after my birthday, I needed to know how bad it had gotten. I stepped on the scale and saw 249.8. That's the heaviest I have ever weighed in my entire life. I couldn't believe it. I decided enough was enough–I had to take action.
What was that action? To be honest, nothing drastic. Drastic doesn't stick, drastic isn't sustainable, drastic doesn't become habit. During the week I cut out starches. My body responds well to this, so this seemed like an easy start. I still feel satiated, but I'm trying to be more mindful of when I'm hungry versus when I'm just stuffing food in my face. On the weekends, I let myself cheat some, but I'm trying to be mindful about that. Do I really want this–is this really worth it. And if it is, I enjoy it without guilt. I also cut out drinking during the week. And lastly, sweets. This I had to do full on. I allow myself some dark chocolate after supper, but that's where I draw the line.
Unlike my previous stint of weight loss in 2015, this time I'm also exercising. I've only gotten in 1.5 weeks of consistent exercise, but I already feel better (and if it's placebo effect, I'll take it). Nothing crazy–a little bit of running and some weight workouts. I'm trying to keep the time in check to maximize my chance of success and consistency. I'm currently down over 12 pounds, and that makes me happy and makes me want to keep going. I have a long way to go, and it won't happen overnight, but that's ok.
So that's where I'm at. When I look out and see so much hate, so much fear, and policies and actions that make my stomach turn, I can either crumple under the anxiety, or I can try to improve my world. I'm not trying to humble brag here either. There are many people actually out their fighting in the streets, out there protesting, out there working hard to change people's minds and affect real change. But I have to start somewhere. I wasn't happy with myself, so exercise and food mindfulness are the first step there. And I need something joyful, and writing letters helps to spread that joy (and maybe some of those letters will go to my elected officials in Washington, D.C.).
Spread love - Whitebread
As anybody who has read my blog knows, I'm a big fan of cooking things sous vide. It's one of the best ways to get meat to be tender and juicy. Another place on the internet that loves sous vide is chefsteps.com. I have been very intrigued by their Smokerless Smoked Pork Shoulder for a while (they also do a brisket, but the pork butt seemed like a safer first step).
I basically followed their steps exactly. Their webpage is really nice because you can change one of the ingredients, and it scales all the rest to match. My pork butt was only about 2kg so I scaled the entire recipe down 50%.
The first step was brining the shoulder. They recommended an injection brine given the size of the meat. I injected it about 8 times around the shoulder and then let it sit in the brine in the fridge for 24 hours. I think I will do more injecting next time I do this.
Now it was time for the glaze, getting vacuum-sealed, and then into the sous vide at 70˚C for 24 hours.
The rub was surprising. It had no pepper in it, which I thought was interesting. Looking at their brisket rub, it's very similar, but I think I will go for a much simpler salt and pepper. But for the pork, this was a great rub. Lots of depth of flavor. You stick it in a 255˚F oven to crust up the rub and second coat of glaze.
When it came out it had that dark and crusty outside that I was looking for. I think I left it in a little too long as the very outside was a little over cooked in a few places, but the inside was just fall apart, pulled-pork tender. Great recipe!
It's impressive how much smoked flavor you can get from the smoked salt and the liquid smoke. While it takes a long time, it was really tasty. I will definitely try this again, and I'm looking forward to giving the brisket a try as well.
So it's been about a month since I first posted about this. Good progress was made. While that first week was brutal, I felt much better the second week and the weight continued to fall off. I was at 211 going into the wedding, and my tux and vest fit. The pants were a little snug, but nothing uncomfortable.
I decided the wedding weekend and the week after would be a cheat week to give myself a mental break and try to squash some of the cravings. Though, to be honest, I was ready to get back to meat and veggies by the end of it. We have been eating so many vegetables that I quickly started craving vegetables during the cheat week.
I've gained a few lbs over that week, but that's probably just water weight from the starches. It's already started to shed off. My goal is to get back in my green pants for Christmas, so we'll see how that goes.
I'm also seriously considering doing the Spartan race again in the Spring. The thought of doing that race at a much lower weight is kind of exciting.
The current plan is to stay very much on plan until the weekend before Thanksgiving when we have a wedding to travel to, and then try to stay on as much as possible in December leading up until our trip home for Christmas. The one thing I am going to try to bring in leading up to Thanksgiving is more exercise. I've been very excited about sticking to the food plan, but I just have not gotten enough exercise. I think the combination will really start to make things happen.
But I will say, all that cake during the wedding was delicious.
I hope people have enjoyed my posts about baking stuff. Unfortunately those will be the last ones of that sort for a while.
I'm not sure how many people know, but a few years back I won a free year membership to Pure Austin Gym because I lost a lot of weight and became passable as an amateur bike racer. I was on my bike 10+ hours a week, and while I did change my diet some, I mainly just ate real food and exercised a ton.
At my lightest I was at 170. At my most fit, I was probably around 175, but could put out 8.5 minute miles running without much of a thought and 4-hour bike rides were a standard activity on Saturday mornings. I ran a 1:52 half-marathon on a whim. I could wear tight, ironic t-shirts and it wasn't weird. Okay, maybe it was weird for some people, but whatever, I felt like I owned it. I felt healthy, and any physical challenge I was up for.
Then I started work. It was a lot harder to fit in all those cycling hours with a 9-6 schedule. Oh, and we bought a house. So the Saturdays and Sundays started having a lot other things that needed to get done. I quickly realized that bike racing (at least road racing) was not going to really happen anymore... and also I just lost my nerve for it. I was at a cross roads. Buy a cyclocross bike and go all into cyclocross and not do anymore road racing, or stop riding as my primary form of exercise and join CrossFit. (I know, false dichotomy, but for some reason that was what was in my head.) I did the latter, and after a several month experiment with CrossFit (and some weird medical false flags), I quickly found myself on the wrong side of a weight-gain, fitness-losing trend.
I trained for a triathlon the summer after I quit CrossFit and it was just shocking. Things I used to be able to do (and my coach figured I could still do, I mean, it's only been 9 months, how badly could I have possibly sunk) seemed super hard. I couldn't swim anymore without getting super winded. I could do core exercises without failing early. I had no fitness when trying to run. And the weight kept creeping up.
My pants got tight. Then I bought slightly bigger pants. It'll stop here, I just need to shed a few pounds. Then I had to buy bigger pants. My cholesterol went up. Oh, now I'll get skinny again. But instead more weight, less fitness.
I've done things here and there to stem the tide and lose a little weight and get a little more fit. Running. Riding my bike again. Working out here and there. But nothing that replicated the consistency that I had from bike racing. Spoiler alert, I'm not getting back into bike racing.
Okay, so at the end of the day, calories in vs calories out is the basis of weight loss (yes, I know there are lots more things involved, but this is a pretty consistent factor). Since I knew that I was not going to be able to just brute force this process through tons of calorie-burning cycling, I finally came to the realization that I had to change my diet.
Here, really, is where I always go wrong. I love food. A lot. I love to cook food. I love to eat food. I love to pay probably way too much money on our 10-year anniversary for food that other people cooked and made look like the forrest floor in a fantasy movie (true story, a blog post for another time). But that's the catch... all this food comes with a calorie price. Did I mention that wine has calories? Damn.
So I looked around and found an inspiration. That would be my friend Jerry. He and Dot have lost an incredible amount of weight in the last year. He always talked about his, "smug jerry diet." So I figured, why the heck not. Maybe a drastic change is what I needed to shake things up. And let's be honest, it's not a diet per se. It's basically being smart about the amount of calories you consume every day and not eating bread, pasta, rice, etc.
I've always been loathe of low-carb affairs. I generally think the paleo movement is more religion than good science, and as a person who used to ride their bike a lot, it just seemed like a really bad idea. But the proof was in the pudding, scratch that, I can't have pudding. But it worked for Jerry and Dot... so heck why not?
So what caused the sudden decision? It was trying on the vest I ordered for Jerry and Dot's wedding. It physically went on my body... if I could manage to not inhale air for the entire night. Something had to be done. I guess that was the final straw.
So it's been 2 weeks now, and I've lost 8 lbs. My midsection looks thinner, and my pants fit better. Here are the rules that Carrie and I are playing by:
The first week was rough. Carrie and I were both tired basically the entire week. The second week was much better for me. The tiredness has gone away. Though I will be honest, I could totally take down a bowl of pasta, some croissants, or a big pile of rice and gravy right now.
My plan is to go hard until the wedding. Then after that probably introduce a few things like oats in in moderation. But I've gotten over the initial hard phase, so now I kind of want to see how far I can keep pushing. And this is without any real exercise (busy schedule, plus my back going out last week has kept exercise at a minimum). Once I add some consistent, even if moderate exercise in I think I can really get things moving.
So what is my goal? 180. I think that's doable and sustainable on a decent calorie budget. I have some fitness challenges in mind for next year, but for right now I need to just keep up the healthy eating and shed the weight. If I can actually make it through the holidays this year without ballooning, I'll already be ahead of where I was the last few years. Is there a good chance this all blows up in a few weeks? Probably. But it feels different this time. Something just had to be done.
I needed a new pastry for my weekend-breakfast toolbox, and these corn muffins proved to be the right choice.
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