Little Christmas throw back picture for this post tonight.
So finished up my last workout for the week and the week went something like this:
Monday: Swim 100x25m
Tuesday: Swim 90x25m
Wednesday: Day Off
Thursday: Bike 42 min 20.5km + 5k run right after the bike 
Friday: Swim 90x25m
Saturday: Bike 39min 20.5km + weights
Sunday: 7k run 
Not to shabby I guess, if only i wasnt off setting all the exercise with the christmas baking that i have been doing haha. Have worked this weeks schedule around christmas, its what jesus would want haha.
I have been researching fitness tracking devices with some great opinions from facebook friends last week.
I have got it down to 3: FitBit, Jawbone and the Suunto mega super tracker. 
Having read all the reviews, and done all the pricing for what I am going to need it for just getting started I think i am going to go with a fitbit. The one they are set to release looks like it will have everything i need for the short and medium term. My wishlist is for the suunto ambit3. Aside from flossing it will pretty much do everything in the way of tracking but for me the cost is just a little beyond what i am prepared to spend. Thanks again to all the folks that wrote it with their experiences and thoughts, it was greatly appreciated.
The last thing i will leave you with a speech from one of my favorite Christmas movies, def in the top 5, the top being:
Christmas Story
National Lampoons Christmas Vacation
Miracle on 34th Street
Scrooged
Die Hard
From the King, Bill Murray - 
It's Christmas Eve. It's the one night when we all act a little nicer. We...we smile a little easier. We...we...share a little more. For a couple of hours we are the people we always hoped we would be. It's really a miracle because it happens every Christmas Eve. And if you waste that miracle, you're gonna burn for it. I know. You have to do something. You have to take a chance and get involved. There are people that don't have enough to eat and who are cold. You can go and greet these people. Take an old blanket out to them or make a sandwich and say, "Here." "l get it now." And if you give, then it can happen, the miracle can happen to you. Not just the poor and hungry, Everybody's gotta have this miracle! It can happen tonight for you all! If you believe in this pure thing, the miracle will happen and you'll want it again tomorrow! You won't say, "Christmas is once a year and it's a fraud." It's not! It can happen every day! You've just got to want that feeling! You'll want it every day! It can happen to you! I believe in it now. I believe it's gonna happen to me, now. I'm ready for it! And it's great. It's a good feeling. It's better than I've felt in a long time. I'm ready. Have a Merry Christmas. Everybody.
Sean 'Big Boy Running' Ryan

AAARGG!
Okay so this is the second time i had to type this post today! Weebly you are not in my good books right now.
Anyway, I had a great swim today, second of the week. I did 10x25m warm up, 2 30x25m swims and 1 20x25m swim. For the 30x25's i seem to be hitting between 16-18 minutes. I am not sure if that is good, but I am pretty happy with those times. Not sure how that will translate to open water though.
The second thing to discuss today is a pet peeve of mine that seems to crop up for me from time to time in locker rooms, and that is mistimed eye contact, resulting in staring at old man junk.
The worst being that albino guy old guy that thought he was in a Captain Morgans commercial, with his foot up on the changing room bench in all his naked glory. I, putting on my socks having no idea that he has taken the Captain Morgan stance, turn to answer a question, expecting a face and instead end up having an albino, old man hacky sack a foot from my face.
This has happened to me countless times in my life, not the albino thing, just the old man bag in my eyeline mid conversation.
Now i am not a prude or a homophobe or anything distasteful like that but I feel I should have an old man bag free experience while i am getting changed.
My change room routine is like clockwork.
I am not going to bore you with the details, but it involves a lot of staring at the floor and very little open air time of nakedness on my part.
So today, out of the pool, quick shower, and into the change room. I am mid way through my routine when the only other person in the change room, Chatty MacChatterton decides to saddle up next to me and discuss the current events of the day. Why, you may ask, could he not do that from a bench or row away? I will never know, as I am to polite to say, hey bub, wouldnt you be more comfortable changing on the next bench?
So i am holding up my end of the conversation yada yada ready for Christmas, yada yada weather, yada yada Leafs won again.
I am in the final stages of my routine. I am dressed and looking to pack up.
I go to grab my towel on the floor and it happens to be under his foot.
I lightly pull to see if I can get it without him knowing.
No luck.
Pull a little harder, using my Jedi mind powers to will it over to me, and with one final tug, the towel is free.
Bringing with it, a fully naked, spinning his old man, naked bits directly into my eye line.
I spin away like i am avoiding molten lava thrown at me.
Quickly get my things put away, make a concentrated effort to look him directly in the eye and wish him a Merry Christmas, then poof, i was gone.
Again, the human body is a wonderful thing, and I would be as equally pet peeved if it was a younger dude's meat and veg that keeps untimely popping up into my eye line through unfortunate timing and conversation. But it has historically been old men and their free swinging baggage that have been the culprit. 
So if you see a guy staring intently at the floor in a change room in the future, it is probably me or someone like me, so please dont approach in anything less that a well secured towel or at least the basic under garments.
On the up side i have a bike session planned for tonight that does not require any change room time, so take that old man bags!
Sean " Big Boy Running" Ryan

Sooooo, I have started to bore my face book friends with my constant posts about my fitness exploits as I, in the past, tackled a change in lifestyle when i was diagnosed with Type II diabetes in 2011 and started to take responsibility for my health and fitness. I started with a learning  to run 5k program and started doing 5k races in 2011. The next year I worked up to 10k and eventually half marathon distance races. After my last half marathon in October of this year, I decided that my knees were not going to take the continued pounding required in long distance run training for to many more years so i needed to switch things up. 
I have always marvelled at the athletes that compete in triathlons in their dedication to 3 different disciplines and i thought well, no one would have thought that a guy my size ( 6'2" and bouncing between 285-295lbs) could or would run the distances that i have ( according to my running app over 1000km this year and counting) so why not give a Sprint Distance Triathlon a try?
I was a competitive swimmer in my teens ( now in 40's) so that part should be a breeze, i have a road bike that my dad left me and i bike around with the kids in the summer ( in a flat parking lot), and i can already do running distances so this should be a natural progression right? 
Well I am a month in and i have never been more exhausted haha.
Trying to manage workouts or at least get a system and times in place to practice 3 different disciplines has not been without its ups and downs. I feel like now i am on the right track, but anyone reading this and has some suggestions, please don't hesitate to shout them out my way. 
I am not a trained anything in terms of nutrition or fitness, this is basically me, a 40 something married dude, trying to stave off diabetes with exercise and better nutrition and stumbling around diet and exercise websites, picking out things to try and commenting on what has worked for me or what has gone horribly wrong. So if that sounds like your cup of tea, keep checking back and I will keep posting an update every couple of days or so.
Peas
Sean ' Big Boy Running' Ryan