Mighty Hamptons Tri and keep on trying

So as you might have noticed just below, my husband has signed up to qualify for Boston this upcoming year. Since I came so close to qualifying this past March, I've decided to leave the marathons behind me (just temporarily) and take on the challenge of a triathlon. As I am known for making rash decisions (signing up for a marathon 3 months away with two years of ZERO running), it took me a suggestion of one acquaintance, and one day to mull it over at work to sign up. Here's a race, looks good, let's do it! And just like that, $175 later, and with only 2 months to train, I need to get in the training for an Olympic distance. (BTW that feat of endurance I attempted during my birthday week to run 75 miles - was a very bad idea). So, since it takes time to get "good" and "fast" I am taking it all in stride and am keeping the weekly mileage to a bear minimum considering I have to work 12.5 hr shifts at the hospital. This has puored out to look something like 100 miles weekly total on the bike, about 3 hours in the pool, and occasional trips to Coney Island, and 20 or so miles running. And don't ask about hours trained, I'm still trying frantically to figure out the triathlon lingo.
But, the idea of finally doing a triathlon is awfully exciting, and I hope that my husband and I can reach our goals, his to run a sub 3:15 this October, and me to break a 2:45 tri time.
Along the road we had to switch back to a lower calorie diet, alter the timing of foods to mostly consume only low GI products, and high GI only during and after exercise. Works magically, you feel more full longer, and no sugar spikes. We have also tried going vegeterian, did it for three months, but then the training tempo picked up and we were't getting in enough protein, so we had to go back to lean chicken and turkey breast. And of course the best change of all has been no dessert. Not fruit or anything like that, but no ice cream (which doesn't help I just found out I'm lactose intolerant), no cookies, white breads or brioches, no muffins or biscuits, no cake or biscotti, and the list goes on and on. Three months in, and I don't feel a singe difference, meaning, the human kind can live without those things, and I have noticed the number on the scale gradually go down. :) I do miss the idea of it, but considering I've struggled with weight issues my whole life, making such a a small insignificant change only serves my health better, or so I tell myself when I dream of eating a tub of cherry-vanilla ice cream. I guess that's what the pro's feel like during season. Who knows, who knows.