My new Doctor decided that with the amount of bike riding I have done this past year I wasn’t getting the results that a reasonable person would expect. So let’s shock the body and kick the metabolism speed up. I’m about a half a point from being out of the type II diabetes as well as the rest of the mysterious numbers just being one margarita out of normal. The new kid Doctor says, the benefits are enormous to trying the “South Beach Diet”. He gave me the good old sales attempt and said it will, very quickly, use up the belly fat to produce energy, which in turn will eat away the middle age “beer belly”. Now, since I can vaguely remember my middle age I have retained the gut. He ended the sales pitch with, pick up and read the book and then decide, so I did.
I read through the book, which was a very easy read just like the Kid Doc said it was. As I read I thought I need to change my diet very little, I like this food, just not sure if I can eat that much, really they have good food, but a lot of it. So I emailed the Doc and said I will try this as soon as I get back from the conference I was involved in.
The first two weeks are the most difficult, no “bad” carbs, no sugar and no starches. Not that big of a deal, until you realize what the body does without those foods. If you’re a cyclist that means no carb loading, no energy bars no Gatorade or other sports/energy drink. No big deal I can do this.
June 6th was the start day and I was off and running. Felt good all day a little tired earlier than normal but then I just came back from a busy conference week. I got up the next morning made myself scrambled eggs with celery, broccoli, Canadian ham and decaf coffee. I told you there was good food. After some odds and ends I filled my water bottles, with water only, and took off on a well deserved bike ride. I started late and I was riding in clear 90 degree weather. I hadn’t ridden in a week so I just did a 19 mile loop that I was used to and no big deal. The ride was hard, the simple climbs hurt, my feet were killing me, I was tired and there was something that did not feel just right. I got home did my stats and noticed I had lost a full mile an hour on my average. My thought, heat no ride for a week, typical BS.
On the 8th I took a ride with my son who hadn’t ridden since March and finally had a chance to smoke him. The diet was going well, but I was tired felt a little weak and light headed but again wrote it off as BS. We started out doing well, I kept the pace at about 14 mph and was just happy my son was with me. About 8 miles out I hit a wall, a wall that I usually feel at about 20 miles. It did not ease up, but became worse. I had to stop on a hill that is usually difficult for me but I never, never, had to stop going up it. The worst had not happened yet, the first time ever I puked without having alcohol involved. I was so light headed when I caught up with my son, who was taking a nice rest, I felt like I would pass out. OK this isn’t BS anymore, it must be the diet. As I struggled to get back home I was thinking where did I miss the information about these side affects, was this the Kid Doc’s sense of humor that drew me to him up till now. I cut the ride short, 5 miles short, and suffered the rest of the way home. My usual 5 minute recovery time went well into the evening and my stats were the worst in 18 months. I wrote Kid Doc an email without my anger showing, much, and relayed to him the symptoms. He returned an answer promptly, as usual, and said “It should get better quickly”. He said if it didn’t we would add something for an energy shot.
Will see, I have 9 days till the Goose Chase, bad timing eh? I will see how I feel on my ride tomorrow.
Till Next Time
Ride Often, Ride Safe but Ride.
“G”