In a moment of sheer madness, I committed to a goal for next summer -- to participate in the Danskin Triathlon.
It is partly due to being inspired by the dozen women at my gym who participated in it this year, as I have been watching them train since February; and partly due to Gym Buddy who got to watch some of the women during the Triathlon who said to me last night -- "We can do this!"
And without thinking, I said "Sure!"
Gym Buddy is so well organized. She has already enlisted the help of Ohm Dog's Mom --which I will heretofore refer to as Momma Ohm -- to train us. She an athlete extraordinaire, an Iron Woman in her own right, but I am not sure she knows what she has gotten herself into.
In this one event I will be conquering just about every phobia I have -- swimming in lake so murky that you cannot see the bottom, and the possible misplaced alligator that may be waiting to chomp my feet; my fear of riding a road bike -- or the fear of colliding with the much heavier gas, oil and tire machines; and the fear of just plain dying from overexertion. Don't judge me -- it all happens! I've a newspaper report, I've read it all.
From here on in, it will be baby steps -- the first of which is to learn how to run, in such a manner that I can continue to walk.
On your marks, get set . . . . . . .
1 comment:
You go, girl! Danskin is a good motivator. And I know from years of experience training for single-feat events, the mindless structure of training can keep you moving forward emotionally as well as physically. Hopefully, you'll have some good training buddies to help you along.
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