I can hardly say Triathlon, never mind DO one.
But I am. Doing one, that is.
Well, a mini one. Or more technically, a “Sprint” Triathlon.
On the average, a Sprint Triathlon is about a half mile swim. A 10-15 mile bike ride. And then, to cap it off, a 5K run.
I am not an athlete. I am not a swimmer. A cyclist. Nor a runner. Especially not a runner.
Oh, God! How did this happen to me!
I’ll blame it on menopause. That feeling that I can conquer anything. That feeling of being 11 years old… you know, when a boy tells you that you can’t climb or run or throw as “good” as he can. And you just gotta prove you can.
This time I am proving something to myself.
So. On February 4, I headed off to our local YMCA with Jane (I am not big-and-bad enough to show up and just start swimming and running). I didn’t even know how to program a treadmill. I didn’t know where to put my gym bag.
I can’t see without my glasses, so you can imagine the look on Jane’s face when I had my glasses on over my swim cap from the locker room to the pool. Swim etiquette, or the not-at-all-cool-factor, just does not allow that certain look. You should have seen Jane’s face.
And my workout clothing? Won’t even go there. No, not lycra or spandex… or anything that may make me look normal. Poor Jane!
But anyway, I started on the treadmill. I could run for 5 minutes. Period.
Then to the pool. I could do 4 laps, panting. Period.
But I must say that one huge inspiration for me was our Pinks & Blues interview with Kathy Kaehler back in January. Kathy spoke about her “Take Five” workout where 5-minute blasts get heart rates up and energy flowing (not to mention, fit and sexy). I think the 5-minute concept just got me going in a very realistic way. Even on the treadmill and in the pool.
Here I am… a grown woman with children and grandchildren. I am confident and love challenges. But I was truly scared to look, well, kind of silly doing these things, looking exhausted and out-of-place. But 5 minutes?
Yes, I could do it.
Now here we are, almost 6 weeks later.
I actually ran 3.2 miles on the treadmill last weekend. It took me 44 minutes.
I actually swam 62 consecutive laps in the pool. It took me 35 minutes.
Do I look totally cool? Probably not.
Do I feel like a million? Absolutely.
And now that the nice weather is returning to New England, I am even running outdoors. And soon I will be digging my old bike out of our garage for Phase 2!
I know my kids and my husband are very proud of me. But I guess even more important than that, I am proud of myself for having a goal and sticking to a plan.
My first real Sprint Triathlon, you ask? Some time in late May or June.
In the meantime, I will keep you posted. I know it’s a total cliche, but “If I can do it”…
Yesterday, Jane caught me in the act and snapped a picture (shown above!). Audrey and Jane chuckle at my style of running, but you know what?… it works for me! (And I still wear my glasses over my cap from the locker room to the pool. Why? I kick ass.)