my goal…i thought once i got kiddos back in school, it would be a great chance to try to do the tri distances that i will be doing on 9/11…here we are. tuesday morning. no housekeeper. hubs gone to work. kids all at school. did my swim. great. didn’t push myself. i just wanted my body to feel what it would feel doing all three sports back-to-back. changed & jumped on bike. that was good, too. 20 miles on a mountain bike is just hard. i feel like i am wasting a lot of energy on a bike that is not up to snuff. i’m not complaining. it’s just that i know i can ride pretty fast but on a mountain bike, even with stree tires, there’s only so much you can do. 20 miles was plenty enough time to think about it, too. i have removed doing 20 miles in an hour from the table altogether. that is not happening. not on my current bike. that’s okay. first tri & all, i’ll just be happy to finish. had to stop twice – once for water & then again to answer college boy’s phone call. ‘no, don’t wash anything else with your new towels. use cold water. tell me what you DO see on the top of the machine.’ 🙂 i enjoyed that. stepping him through. i knew those couple of lessons in my laundry room fell upon deaf ears. plus, machines are different. plus, i liked the excuse to stop in the shade. so, bike done. it took an hour and 24 minutes. i went inside, briefly, to grab some more water and nutrition. pee stop. brownie bite by power bar (highly recommended!) in my mouth, getting the pee stop handled, i try to tighten my Zoot shoelace. it came out. it’s fancy. it’s complicated. well, shoot. zoot. peed, ate, sweat, fixed shoe pretty much all at the same time. (hey, i might do okay at this multi-tasking event after all 🙂 went for run. rationalized that if i made it to 3, approximately, i would have a nice flavor of what 9/11 will be like. so, i did.
now? i have the wonderful achy legs to remind me of my hard work. i haven’t even left the house yet. i love it. i’m cooking, planning meals for the rest of the week, and just doing house stuff. i really do like the achiness that comes from hard work cuz it reminds me that i am blessed enough physically to do hard work.
so, my impression? triathlons are HARD. people who do them rock. seriously. running a marathon? you all start at the same time, one sport, and you all run your own race, with your own tunes, own stuff. this is so different, i know. i really have a new appreciation for triathletes. i think, too, that it’s an amazing way to overall fitness – swimming – no impact, pretty fun, full body workout; bike – cardio & way fun; running – different cardio & way fun. getting off a bike and running? weird. do people actually get used to that feeling? Lord, i hope so.