May 15, 2013 234.4 lbs
Today I got a call from Pete Williams at USA Triathlon magazine asking me some questions about my friend Kevin Tran. I had submitted Kevin for an article about interesting/unique triathletes for the spring issue. I wrote a little about how Kevin had come to America with nothing and had built his business on his own and how even while working twelve hour days, he managed to train for Ironman and as far as we know, was the first vegan Vietnamese born Ironman. Pete wanted to ask a few background questions about how Kevin and I met and how I got into triathlon. He also asked me to describe Kevin's restaurant which prompted me to suggest I take some photos for the article. He said it would help so next thing I know I'm headed over to Reseda to Vinh Loi Tofu, Kevin's restaurant. I called to tell him I was heading over and why, he responds by yelling at me to hurry up because he's late for his nap. . .That's Kevin, aka Tofu Robot.
Here is a look at the medals hanging up in his restaurant. And what inspired me to get a few of my own.
Real Water. Kevin told Louis that I was training for Ironman which prompted him to ask me how I started training. Uh-oh! Next thing you know, I had Louis agreeing to sign up for a 5k with Kevin and I agreeing to do it with him.
Here we are the three new amigos!
Johnny's Pizza in Chatsworth, CA. So we went there and I had my first pizza in three plus months.
I got home and didn't feel like or want to run. I still don't feel a hundred percent after yesterday's lower intestinal issues. As time got closer to eleven pm, I started thinking about the pizza I had and how weird I felt post soda. Next thing I know it's after midnight and I'm headed out for my assigned one hour "easy chillin' run."
I knew I had to get out and burn off some of the strange unhealthy energy I had. One part of my journey I haven't discussed much is I hope to improve as a human being. I want to let go of some of the anger and resentment that I have carried since I was young. I believe that it's poison for the soul. However releasing it has not been easy. What am I angry about? Well, we may or may not get into it in this format. But we'll see.
I ended up running an hour and eight minutes going 5.5 miles at my steady Z2 pace. At the end, I felt great and thought of that saying about how no one ever regrets doing a workout, only not doing one. I love that I can run 5.5 miles now without a hard effort and that I was 234.4 lbs this morning and that I felt like I could go on and on at the end of my run tonight. I also love that I have to use a belt to hold up my pants now and that if I hadn't been developing my butt from all the training, they would fall down completely. I'm grateful and hope that with a little more introspection, I may be able to confront and let go of my demons and maybe even help someone else, one day release their own. Until tomorrow my friends.