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Inspiration...

Lately I have been looking for the proper inspiration to get me through the next weeks and months. My friends have offered support in a weight loss goal. I have not made much progress up until I began using the software that allows you to record every part of food you eat. Getting ready to ride in Florida during April will be more a matter of diet than exercise. I have ridden enough to be fit for it even more than last year where I did fine. If I were able to lose weight down to 200 even, I would effectively remove the weight of 2 Road bikes. That much should have some positive effect. To continue to have enough energy, I would need to consume some extra calories when I go riding. I had enough extra reserve to allow me to go far before. But now, I am working with 900 calories below my BMR. That could lead to a bonk if I am not careful. One thing about seeing the calorie need in a graphic mode, I realize that as my weight declines, so will my resting metabolic need. So at 220, I will need fewer calories to maintain and then of course will have to eat less to continue to lose. I can add more exercise to offset this tendancy. Lucky for me as summer draws near, I will be able to ride or work more and get that weight loss. Also by changing my work schedule it will give me every morning off to do the exercise.

Today it was raining heavily but I think the main part of it is gone. I need to get in about 60 minutes of exercise so I will plan on going to the gym either this afternoon or tonight. I may have to take David home so it better be early rather than late. Mountain biking will be sloppy today. Hiking will be wet with the rain coming down the trail like a creek.

I have not been able to get much done on the trail but the new schedule will permit some work to be done. That is something I don't need to neglect. I also have determined to do another semester with Auburn. The anguish of indecision is over, I will proceed.

I am watching Lawrence of Arabia hoping it will inspire but so far it is boring to me. It lost some charm when you see what the independent Arab nations do. Better it was a British community. I had been reading A Princess of Mars again. I know the story so well, I can scan through the pages at max speed. The story is simple and it lets me recall a time when I was a naive teen who romanticized love and longed for adventure.

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