I find myself asking the question "Who's great idea was it to [fill in blank here]?!" more often than not lately. The first recent [fill in the blank here] was the 50.7 mile bike ride. I said it to myself at mile 40-43. After all, the longest that I had biked in my cycling career was 37 miles. What made me think that I could handle 50?
The second [fill in the blank here] is this 1 mile swim on Saturday. What was I thinking? I don't have a wet suit that I'm renting. I'll be swimming. One mile. In my black non-flotation swim suit? Yes, yes, I will.
I know I can swim a mile. It's just the longest that I will have swam in open water. I just have to keep in mind - slow & steady wins the race.
Honestly, I do this triathlon training & racing to prove that I can do more than what I feel I am capable of. I still manage to astound myself daily. It's these periodic leaps of faith that really amaze me.
1) I can't believe I signed up for it.
2) I'm doing it & I can continue doing it until I finish.
3) I can't believe I finished it.
More of the same? My ego says yes. My body is ready. My mind is in the state of shock.
nowhere to go but up. (Part II)
3 days ago