Wow.

My triathlon is in 5 days.

You know,

the one in New York City.

Where I have to swim in the Hudson.

Which, will be a MAJOR phobia confronted.

And overcome.

Assuming I don’t panic and cling to one of the pylons immediately after diving in the water.

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So it figures that the week before my big event,

half of my kids (so far) will get sick.

Really sick.

They will have really high temperatures.

They will puke multiple times in the car on the way to and from a swim meet.

And be up all night.

Which will cut into my training time.

Big time.

Because I won’t be able to get up early to run.

Or go for a ride.

Since they are sick,

I can’t bring them to babysitting at the Y.

I could go at night after my husband gets home.

If I didn’t have to go to a baseball game that is guaranteed to go until it’s dark out.

We also happen to be in the midst of a heatwave.

So doing anything in the middle of the day is pretty much out for me.

Eh.

What are a few more challenges?

Bring them on.

But I am a little cranky.

Okay.

A lot cranky.

Lack of sleep and puking kids tend to do that to me.

So last night,

at 3:30 a.m.,

after Number 3 and 5 had been up for over an hour and a half

and when I couldn’t get back to sleep,

I was reading through some blog comments.

And,

well,

there were a couple really nice ones.

And then there was this one, in response to yesterday’s post:

Yikes. I don’t want to live a life where a piece of cheesecake is a mistake. If cheesecake is wrong, I don’t want to be right. But really, a diet with zero yummy treats now and then? Not gonna work. Why feel guilty and like you’ve failed just because you want some dessert?

First of all,

Kristen,

I never said I didn’t allow myself any “yummy treats.”

Or that I think anyone else should completely deny themselves a treat now and then.

In fact,

I didn’t deny myself that day.

I had some yummy treats.

Six of them,

to be exact.

Yep.

Over the course of the day on Saturday, I had 6 Blue Moons.

I enjoyed every sip of them.

Without any guilt.

The cheesecake put me over the edge in the number of calories I wanted to eat for the day and still stay on track.

So I was not happy with myself.

As for the next part of your comment:

I don’t think looking thin is worth all that mental turmoil.

Well,

now you are really pissing me off.

Over the past 6 months,

I have been on a journey.

Yes,

losing weight has been part of it.

But it is not even the majority of it.

If you have really been following along,

then you would know that.

But this last line of your comment?

Well that put me over the edge.

It is so far off base,

that I was fuming last night.

And,

well,

I still am.

Because this line,

Also, working out all the time is a sign of an eating disorder. :/

and your little perplexed face at the end of it is a complete and total load of bullshit.

Are you fucking kidding me?

There is a big difference between regular exercise and compulsive exercise.

Or obssessive exercise.

Or excessive exercise.

I am training for a triathlon.

And not just that.

I am also training for a marathon in October.

But let’s not stop there.

Did you know I was diagnosed with Major Depressive Disorder about 12 years ago?

Did  you know that regular exercise has proven to be as effective in treating the symptoms of depression as the use of antidepressants?

Did you know that regular exercise is a HEALTHY COPING STRATEGY for dealing with things like stress???

One that is much more effective than drinking 6 beers and then shoveling 2 pieces of cheesecake into your mouth?

Did you know that regular exercise causes your brain to release feel-good brain chemicals?

So you may be able to avoid taking medication?

Forget all that depression stuff.

How about the fact that I am setting a good example for my kids?

Modeling a healthy lifestyle.

Teaching them to set goals.

And surpass them.

Showing them they can do anything they set their minds to.

Then there are the other health benefits.

Yeah.

Back to my health.

Like helping to prevent diabetes.

And arthritis.

Which runs in my family.

Oh yeah.

And lowering your blood pressure.

I forgot that one, too.

I had a lot of words in this post.

Like imbecile.

and idiot.

and ignoramus.

But I’m trying to teach my kids not to call people names.

So I deleted them.

If you want to harass someone,

go find a pro-ana website.

Go to work on someone there.

Leave the people who are exercising and watching what they eat,

for healthy reasons,

alone.

Now I have to go.

While you are finding someone else to harass,

I’ll be finding a way to work out.

And lowering my blood pressure.

Which,

after reading your bullshit comment,

is pretty much through the roof.

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