My friends, the hour is nearly upon us. In just 3 short weeks, Team Virtus will return to Camp Benson in hopes of defending the Tetherball heavyweight crown. ESPN has yet to return my calls, but I’m sure there will be online coverage.
Oh yeah, and we’re also going to do a 24 hour race called the Thunder Rolls. Last time we tried this race, we did the 12 hour version and it was the hardest race I’ve ever done..by far. The scenery was amazing, but it’s hard to forget the endless thorns, stinging nettle and being blinded from some kind of pollen in my eyes. That race kicked our ass in every way.
Not to mention the longest, most awkward paddling leg of all time…followed by the longest, most horrific upstream pack-rafting leg in adventure racing history.
But, we did get some pretty awesome North Face hoodies, some free Zanfel and a bottle of Boetje’s Mustard. Not to mention drunken dancing at a Rat Baxter concert with some of the local elderly ladies (read the Thunder Rolls Race Report here). I’d say that warrants a return visit, wouldn’t you? The good news is that Luke and Kate are in excellent shape, and I’m only about 40 pounds fatter than I was when we did the 12 hour race. That should balance us out pretty well, right?
Hey, at least we won’t be competing in the same division as Team Bushwacker, (Scott Fredrickson, y’all!!), or Alpine Shop…Oh wait, yeah we are
Look out, Kountry Kettle. We’re coming for you.
If you’re a true Virtusite, then I’m sure you already know about the little ALPO Challenge that Bob and I have thrown down for ourselves. And if you’re not familiar with it, then shame on you. Go read that post and get caught up.
I can’t say it’s been easy for me so far. Post-ride meals and beverages are always tempting. Pre-ride “carb-loading” (aka-stuffing my face thinking I’ll burn it all off in training) has been a challenge as well. Eating out several times last week with Casey and his family in town was a bit of a struggle, too. My grandma’s 90th birthday party was ridiculous:
With all that said, I’ve done a pretty good job thus far. As of this morning, which is just 12 days after we came up with this terrible idea, I am down 7 pounds from 218.5. So at 211.5, I have 6.5 more pounds to go to get to 205 before March 24th. I know what you’re thinking. No problem. That’s easy. Right?
Well, the first few pounds are always the easiest. The closer you get to your goal, however, the more difficult the weight loss becomes. You’re hungry, you’re a little tired, your metabolism is down-regulating in response to the caloric deficit, your will power is weakening, etc., etc.
What makes this challenge so much easier, though, is knowing that all of our friends are rooting for us. For example, a few minutes ago I went to get the mail. I found a small package in my mailbox. I didn’t remember ordering anything, and my wife rarely orders anything. Weird…
Then I noticed it was addressed to Lukas Lamb & Bob Jenkins. Even weirder… Now, Bob and I are very close, but despite the rumors, we have NOT moved in together… Yet. I looked at the return address, and I realized that the mystery package was from our good friends from Whiskey Tango Foxtrot.
Cool! I thought it must be a WTF t-shirt that I was promised after Brian gave their only extra one to Bob at last year’s adventure racing camp. But then I realized it wouldn’t have been addressed to me AND Bob if it was my t-shirt. Plus I shook the package, and something was rattling around in it. So, I ran into the house with the anticipation of a kid on Christmas morning. I tore the package open to find this:
After I was done laughing my chubby butt off, I ate every piece of candy just to spite them. Okay, that’s not true. I appreciate the kind gesture, but I have not, and will not, consume any of these goodies. Although, the Nick Jonas Chocolate Chip granola bar is especially tempting. I mean, you can never get enough of the most talented Jonas Brother, can you?
And this was just 1 day after we plugged the WTFAR facebook page:
Yeah, they were at 75 “Likes” before the power of all of you Virtusites helped push them towards 100. And as a thank you, we get a slap in the face with a package full of junk food? Wow. We have now become frenemies. This means war, WTFAR! Watch your backs, ladies. You’d better come to the CAC prepared. We just might have a “special” course especially for you guys.
I know there are other doubters out there, and that’s to be expected. In fact, I know some of you are hoping we end up eating the dog food. I don’t blame you. I would absolutely be doubting us if I were you. In fact, I do have doubts about this whole thing. And that’s okay, because I also have commitment. Here’s a good quote I’d like to leave you with:
“The relationship between commitment and doubt is by no means an antagonistic one. Commitment is healthiest when it is not without doubt but in spite of doubt.” – Rollo May
So stay tuned to find out how this all shakes out. It should be interesting. And to up the ante, I’ll eat a can of dog food if I don’t get below 200 pounds before LBL. How’s that for commitment? Or is it just stupidity? You decide.