Had a friend training for Iron Man. He’d do like 15 mile bike in to work (and back), 5 mile run at lunch, and swim in the evening. Dude would eat sticks of butter straight out of the refrigerator for lunch. I couldn’t watch.

Yeah, I looked like a piece of leather wrapped around a stick when I was training that hard. And I pretty much just lived on takeout

And yeah, 10 years later, older, no longer anywhere near that fit, and even as I train for a half marathon, it’s hard to shift my weight to where I want it to be for my race