Last week, Chris and I vacationed on Cape Cod. We stayed at my grandpa’s house where there is food for eating. Also, Cape Cod has grocery stores. We DID NOT stay at a reclusive settlement in the woods where this is no civilization or access to nourishment. I mention this because Chris packed the following:
He also brought a large bag of almonds, an oatmeal cylinder, and peanut butter (not pictured).
After the week was over, Chris said to me, “Hm, I think I only ate Greek yogurt, almonds, chicken, oatmeal, peanut butter, and protein bars all week.” Yes, hm Chris, wonder how that happened… (In the interest of accurate reporting, I must write that he did eat broccoli one night but other than that it was a pure sextafood week).
Chris is about 8 weeks away from his competition. He hasn’t had any more hypoglycemic episodes but he is definitely lacking energy. On Cape Cod, I like to bike and swim and generally do active things outdoors. As I like Chris and want to hang out with him, I encouraged (read: pressured) him to do these things with me.
One day we went for a bike ride. Chris is making me mention that it was a twenty-one mile (emphasis from Chris) bike ride but it was a leisurely ride by some ponds and we took breaks; young children biking near us seemed to be handling the ride just fine.
When we got to a pond near the end of the ride where I was looking forward to swimming, Chris rolled up a towel and proceeded to sleep for 40 minutes.
Later in the week, he did “swim” with me in a pond by flopping around in a bright yellow inner tube.
He was concerned that the cold water and physical exertion of swimming would exhaust him so he hung out in his tube.
One day we kayaked. Chris looked awesome kayaking. Which brought me to a key life question: Did his beauty in a kayak make all his yogurt and lethargy worth it?
Along with the activities I made him do outdoors with me, Chris kept up his regular workout schedule and, while he was lacking in energy at times, he never opted out of activity participation and was actually generally very cheerful. He did tell me though that he is looking forward to going back to Cape Cod when he is not preparing for a contest so he can join me in one of Cape Cod’s other great activities: ice cream eating.