Yesterday morning at 6am, I left home to meet up with two motorcycling friends. We were attempting to do an Iron Butt Association certified Saddle Sore 1000 – meaning we would ride 1000 documented miles on our motorcycles within 24 consecutive hours.
Here is one of the guys I rode with (and his bike,) and we only had 250 miles to go! I was not nearly this bright-eyed and bushy-tailed 1 hour after this photo was taken, but he and I finished – woohoo!
I wore a full complement of riding gear all day long, and looked like a cross between the Sta-Puft Marshmallow Man, and “a space cop from the year 2063.” Here’s our other friend (who unfortunately developed some serious back pain and had to call it quits 250 miles from the finish) and me, the space cop:
Quite humbling, wearing that regalia all day, feeling EVEN MORE ENORMOUS the whole time. Unflattering. I look forward to a time when I can look slightly more petite in full riding gear.
At any rate.
Time management on a ride like that is of course very key, and one of the biggest components of time management during the ride is making the time spent off the bike (gassing up, using the restroom, et cetera) as efficient as possible. I made some beef jerky and packed a few Larabars and that was all I ate yesterday. I figured I’d be wildly under my regular calorie allotment for the day; however, it turns out Larabars have a lot of calories!
Fortunately, motorcycling burns calories – about 149/hour if this page is to be believed, so I ended up well under my total daily goal.
Here’s my food diary for yesterday, guestimating the ground beef fat content and serving sizes. I left with almost 1 pound’s worth of ground beef jerky, and some is still left.
That bottom line kills me – if I rode 20 hours a day every day for 5 weeks, and ate the same food, I’d be most of the way to my goal! Lol. Not gonna happen.
Anyhow, I went over my daily 1500 calorie limit, but not by much, and it was totally countered by the light isometrics I was doing all day as I rode.
Today, though, I had some serious food cravings – I came in 319 calories over my target. Alas. But I hadn’t eaten anything but Larabars and beef jerky for 36 hours! And given how strong the cravings were, I still think I did pretty darned well.
I ate one of the remaining Larabars, which was a significant chunk of the overage. Confound their tastiness! I have one left, and have ferreted it away for A Snack Emergency.
As Bownse says, today’s failure was just one day’s worth – keep my eyes on the prize! I didn’t go Holy Batshit Crazy on heaps of junk, either – apart from the peanut butter – it was just a slight over-indulgence on mostly healthy stuff. I also resisted the urge to go bonkers just because I knew I was over my daily calorie allotment; screwing up a little bit doesn’t give me license to screw up a lot.
Tomorrow, back with exercising and keeping to it!