After competing in Ironman Boise 70.3, I completely fell off the wagon, a better description would be that I voluntarily JUMPED off the wagon. I had never put so many miles on my body in my life, and while Boise was one of the best experiences of my life, at the moment I was done with triathlon, I didn’t want to swim, I didn’t want to see my bike again and I really wouldn’t mind if I somehow lost my running shoes. During only a two week time span I became really good friends, AGAIN, with junk food. I was eating cookies, cakes, muffins, candy, you name it, as if it was the apocalypse and there would be no food the next day. Granted, I felt I had earned a little self indulgence, and I probably had, to a point, but honestly this was ridiculous. Fortunately after only two weeks of getting chummy with junk food I decided to jump back on the scale, but it wasn’t pretty! I had gained almost 15 lbs in two weeks! I really did not have the energy, or the desire to bust out another triathlon training program, plus it was an off season for me for another 3 months. I wanted to do something crazy, but without a bike, and without swimming. INSANITY ASYLUM 2! It was crazy, yes, THE HARDEST workout of my life, but it was just what I needed. After 30 days of pure torture I was back to lean race ready shape and I was ready to set some records, and I am happy to say that my bike, my running shoes and the pool are the bestest of friends…again.