As someone living the gluten free life, my dietary needs often get overlooked at functions where my friends or family aren’t hosting. Usually I get the standard response. Oh … right … well, there’s salad. Oh, and fruit! You can have fruit right?
Uh ya, it’s pretty much what I live off of. Thanks for thinking of me.
I know I sound like sour grapes, but heres the thing. I don’t eat gluten free because I want to lose weight (as if that works anyways) or because I want to be in on the newest fad. I eat gluten free because if I don’t, I will get super sick and probably be laid up in bed (and bathroom – TMI) for a good three days. Then, later in life, I’ll die from all of my gluten-consumption. If I was doing this by choice, I could totally understand the whole “have some salad thing”, but because I have to eat this way, it really irks me. Whenever I have people coming to meetings or events, I always ask for their dietary concerns and accommodate those. I’m not asking for a whole gluten free spread, but it’s not like some protein would be so hard to come by. Here’s some chicken – hey, let’s not put it in a sandwich. Excellent!
Okay, enough complaining.
As the Tri looms closer, I start to try and not think about it. It’s happening in exactly 17 days. Oh. Dear. God.
I know my swimming has vastly improved. But the idea of being in the open water with all of these thrashing people around me … Terrifying. I know they say you should be prepared to get kicked in the face (done), have your legs grabbed (done) and various other violating/groping type feelings (done), but all at once? Terrifying!
My goal is simply to survive the swim. I want to swim strong, not get freaked out and start to lift my head while my legs sink, causing me to kick harder, lose my breath and have to stop. I just want to get from point A to point B in a reasonable amount of time, not stop and not get scared. Essentially I want to be able to feel relaxed in that washing machine of craziness.
My knee has really been bugging me lately – though thankfully this week it has been better. Speed work seems to irritate it. Since we’re just doing tempo now and haven’t even started track work, I’m a little worried for what may come. Hopefully my constant icing and resisting crossing my legs will be good enough to keep me going without seeing the chiropractor every week.
If this tri goes well, we will likely be doing another one in September. Crazy? Yes! Of course! But where we would be without craziness. Thankfully I had a great open water swim last week, so the idea of it isn’t nearly as horrifying. Positive thoughts!
Wedding is coming closer too (since it’s a week after the tri). I still have so much to do, but I’m trying to enjoy myself. There’s really nothing we can do at this point but gather everything together and put faith in everything turning out well.
Time to eat. I really need to write more often – must. stop. slacking!