Facebook now has the feature of reminding people of their past with the “this day in 20xx” feature. Besides a firm reminder that I pretty much only post about amazing food and working out and races, it also reminded me that yesterday, a year ago, August 22nd, I completed Sweet and Twisted and became a triathlete!
…holy crap, it feels like forever ago. However, I have very vivid memories of that morning in question.
I was practically knock knee terrified for the swim. I had open water swam TWICE, the first of which was accompanied by a bit of a freak out. I didn’t have freestyle down yet, so I was planning to do the best I could, but lean on breast stroke a lot. I took as long for that as I do now for about 2.5 times that length, but I was WAY spent afterwards.
I still had my big ass heavy department store Schwinn. It took me over 1 hour to ride those 12 miles and I even got heckled by a volunteer who told me that maybe I should get a heavier bike. This was the first time that I would ever have fathomed I wanted to spend more than 200 bucks on a bike, but it was apparent that I was going to need it if I wanted to continue. I remember thinking the course was hilly, but I’m pretty sure I’d eat it for breakfast now.
I remember finding out the special hell that was running outside in the late morning heat during August. I mean, they were nice enough to hand out cold towels throughout the course, but still – it was HOT (and definitely influenced my decision to take July-Sept off this year, I’d rather race Apr-Jun and again in Oct when the temps are below 105 highs). Also, I was rolling sans garmin, so I was super excited to see the finish line… and then we curved away from it (I mean, I could almost touch the fucker, it was so unfair). That last mile was the longest of my LIFE but I made it through the finish line and was just giddy with joy that I was a TRIATHLETE.
Besides major nerves about the open water swim, I was pretty confident – my ultimate goal last year was an Olympic (which I did in October), and I was already training longer distances, but it felt great to put it together in a race.
Then I went home and drank too much champagne. I believe this was the race that started that tradition…
In the last year since then I’ve:
-Purchased a new bike. A week before my next race. It worked out because I went from utter crap to a decent entry level road bike, but don’t be me. It could have been bad.
-Raced an Olympic. Holy exhausting race, batman! I got a 3rd place in the Athena division (out of 3, heh). I definitely want to do more but I just don’t have the time commitment right now. I’m actually training those distances+ right now, but not as much volume or brick work as I would if I was signed up. I’ve been continually tempted to just jump into an Oly race one weekend and see how I do, but I’m trying to be a good girl and not do a billion races this summer as I’m looking into a decent amount once the weather turns more to running season.
-Improved my swimming and biking skills like crazy. My average chillville pace on a 35 miler is 2.5 mph more than I was racing last year. I’ve neglected my swim a bit lately, but I can still jump in and knock out a mile in about 35 mins.
-Racked up another 2 Sprints this year, and signed up for a 3rd. – all with my Zliten!!! He has become my triathlete partner in crime and I love it!
-Entertained some 70.3 and Ironman dreams in the future
And I simply can’t believe it’s only been a year. In the next year, who knows what titles I can add to my racing repetoire… marathoner? century bike race finisher? half-IM finisher? Age group podium winner (in what, I care not…)? Who knows?
It’s a great reminder to just embark and see what happens. Two years ago, the idea of a triathlon scared the bejezus out of me. Biking? Haven’t done that since I was 14. Swimming in open water? Haven’t done that since high school. Who could do all that together? Apparently me. And I’m hooked. And I love it. And I can’t imagine life without triathlon.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go home and force myself to rest this evening, as apparently 10 miles ran with a fast 5k at the end isn’t enough to keep me down lately (I wanna swim, wahhhhh). What have you embarked upon recently and now can’t imagine life without?