This has been a month of firsts. And probably a lot of seconds, thirds etc. And some things which just seem to happen ALL the time, forever (like not catching up on blogs, failing to tick everything off my to-do list). But for the purpose of this blog and because you are no doubt bored of my excuses for not being up to do date on your blogs – let’s focus on the firsts:
First ever 54 mile bike ride – IN THE BAG! (Can you see that it says on the photo “please do not steal images”? Now I feel guilty. But not guilty enough to buy it…
It was wet and cold. My triclub teammates said I was brave for wearing 3/4 length leggings. I don’t have full-length ones or I surely would have worn them. But no matter – I had invested in a new pair of gloves and I was just psyched. Before the race I experienced another first:
|Yes I had to get that folded up new tire on my back wheel. Aarggh!|
But YouTube is a wonderful thing and I managed to take my back wheel off – I was SO afraid of doing that before AND I managed to replace the inner and the outer tube (a pothole had pushed a stone through both).
The race (or rather a sportive, but when you’re not racing why split hairs?) was great. The hills were a bear, especially for someone who doesn’t train on them but in a perverse way I enjoyed them. When I was climbing I was working SO hard I could not think of anything else – it was almost meditative. Apart from my very heavy breathing. We took a break after the first 20 miles and then ploughed on for the last 34, eventually all riding on our own at our own pace. I was happy to complete the ride in just over 4 hours, feeling strong and still in one piece. I even managed a 10 minute brick run afterwards!
The other – HUGE – first, is that I have got off my butt and made myself work at my personal training business. I’ve really put some effort in some different directions and while one of them – a franchised group exercise setup – is beginning to look less appealing to me now, I think that the exercise of going through it and figuring out how to do it has proved extremely useful. And as a result of feeling the fear and doing it anyway, I have my first 3 clients! I’m on my way.
And this weekend is the final first – for now – my first ever triathlon. Like with the bike race I’m excited, not scared. I know I can swim 400m now, I know I can cylce the distance, i know I can run a 5km race (is now a bad time to confess that I’ve never actually run an official 5k?) – so the question is just how I handle it. Pacing and strategy is what it’s all about, in my mind, and I’m going to see how I manage this. I have a habit of taking things a bit too easy, so I’m going to push from the outset and see how I go. And see how I handle the practicalities of the transitions – that bit does make me slightly nervous..
Race report to follow – I’m going back to my to-do list. If I can do a tri, I can do anything. And repeat.