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Let's talk triathlons. So for a long time, I thought training for triathlons would help me lose weight. It didn't. I did 15 triathlons. Not only did I do 15 triathlons, I did them carting around at least 50 extra pounds with asthma and bum feet. I think it is fair to say I have some grit and tenacity. I daydreamed about creating an equalizer triathlon where all of the participants had to match the physical impediments of the participant in the worst shape. If I were the said participant, the other racers would need to add a 50 pound pack, wear a tight belt to restrict their breathing, and wear stiff shoes with a small pointy pebble in each one. Very few people, nay no-one, would sign up for such an event.
Along they way there was a transition in my mind set. When I first started them, I was fully of self defeating thoughts and would ruminate while I was training on my weight and lambasting myself for not taking care of my body. After the first have dozen or so, it transition to being pleased with myself for having the determination to complete these events. Often I was the one with the worst completion time. I deemed myself the morale entrant- everyone would have a better completion time than me so they could say they beat someone.
My feet are so bad while training the 'run' portion, I would walk my bike. I wanted it with me because I was never sure my feet would cooperate enough for me to get back to my car. People would comment on it all the time. In addition, I would carry extra shoes with me during the race for the 'run' portion to try and find some relief by switching shoes mid race. Sometimes I would have to stop because after the pain, my feet would get numb and I needed to get the circulation back before I could continue. In general, I was on the low side of average for the swim and the bike. However, the run portion was my nemesis. I was never able to break the 22 minute mile. I was so slow they even closed the course on me once because they thought everyone was in. After that I learned to finagle my way into the earlier heats and would always tell the first water station to make sure I was in before they closed the course. My husband would station himself at the finish line to further proctor them.
I stopped doing triathlons because it was a distraction from losing weight and thus significantly improving my health. I wish I were making more progress on that. Saying I maintained a weight loss plateau for four months midway to final weight loss goal doesn't have quite the same bragging rights as I finished a triathlon.
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