Swim 250m. Cycle 10km. Run 2.5km. All relatively simple individually, join them together and what have we got - a fucking triathlon. A baby one, yes, but a triathlon nonetheless.
Months ago I heard about it through my gym. I entertained the notion of doing it, started jogging on the treadmill once a week, figuring if I can run I can finish it.
Kept jogging, about twice a week. Slowly, but steadily. Did some cycling classes, took the bike out for a few rides. The weather got hotter, I started swimming again. Amazing myself by pushing through & finishing 20 laps of freestyle - 1 whole kilometre of big arms! Not quickly, but correctly.
Now here I am, the eve of my first triathlon, shitting myself. Hearing a horrible voice in my head that says 'Why on earth do you think you can do this? Who are you kidding? Your too slow/fat/unfit to race a triathlon.'
I'm worrying, maybe that voice is right. Maybe I better not do it, in case I can't do it. See the logic? What if I come last? What if people laugh at me? What if I can't finish it?
So all this running, swimming, pushing myself out of my comfort zone has been leading me to this? I don't think so.
So I'm challenging everyone of those ridiculous thoughts with what I actually know. I know I can swim, ride & run. Maybe I haven't done all 3 in a session, but I can give it a try and see how I go.
I am slow, but I'm steady.
I'm a bit fat, but I'm also a bit fit.
Even if I come last, I've still finished.
If anybody laughs at me I'll give them the finger.
So there is nothing else for it. I'm doing it. I'm going to have my beautiful family waiting for me to cross that finish line and I'm going to give them all a huge red faced sweaty high five. And they are going to be so proud of me. And I'm not planning on racing anyone, but I am planning on finishing. I'll probably cry, but that's ok. And Ii it really hurts I don't ever have to do it again, maybe I can take up yoga for my next challenge.