A Weird Thing Happened to Me On the Way to the Triathlon . . .
OK, so you know I've been talking about this indoor triathlon that my boyz and I are going to do next month. I've been training (although not very hard for the last month) for it. So have my boyz.(OK, Side note to Scott and Erick - Guys I want you to know that I'm really proud of you for the progress you've made. Scott, you especially. From going from wondering if you could even complete it, to thinking you could do it in 4.5 hours to FINISHING it on Saturday in just over 2, AWESOME, AWESOME achievement!)
Scott and Erick have been training together at LA Fitness in Tacoma. Steve and Brandon have been training together at the LA Fitness in Redondo. I've been training at the YMCA in Puyallup. I really wanted this to be a challenge for all of us. And deep down, I know it has been a challenge. Setting a goal, especially one to do 15 +/- miles over 3 events in one day, and achieving it is no easy feat. But I guess that I wanted there to be some mystery as to the outcome on April 20th. A couple weeks ago, Erick reported that he had finished the whole thing (20K bike, 3K run, and 1K swim) in 1:45. On Saturday at Scott's, Scott revealed to me that he had completed it that afternoon in 2:19 and Erick was down to 1:32. While really proud of them, I was pretty pissed at the same time. OK, maybe not pissed, disappointed? To me it was like sneaking into the family room a week before Christmas and ever so slowly undoing the tape on packages revealing your treasure, slowly redoing it all and then trying to act surprised Christmas morning. It just doesn't work.
So today Teri said "You really don't seem like you care about this Triathlon anymore, what's up?" I replied "I don't. It's not a challenge anymore. Now it's just going to be a normal workout for a couple of the guys." And it's true. I really don't care. The mystery is gone. It's not like a real Tri where someone could crash on the bike or have a flat. We're doing it on exercise machines and in a pool. And since at least two of the five participants have already done it once or more, the mystery is gone for me. I got all excited about doing shirts and had even planned a little awards ceremony for our May meeting with medals and everything, but now all the excitement and joy is gone for me. (yes, I'm whining) I wanted to really celebrate and embrace our "Big" accomplishment. But now it seems neither big, nor an accomplishment. And to complete the whine . . . working out alone sucks @$$.
C'est la vie . . . there's always Ocean Shores in July.