This weekend was my 1st Tri-aversary and even though I really did not want to, I went back to go for my second go around of the Texas Tech Rec Triathlon. I had been working on my friend Julie’s wedding for the last several days and when Sunday morning came around, I had a HUGE case of “I don’t wanna”. I had a somewhat groggy conversation with Greg that went like this:
5:15 AM Sunday Morning
Me: “I am not going.”
Greg: “Snore”
Me: “Seriously, I don’t want to go”
Greg: “………………yeshyoudo”
Me: “I just don’t care. I am tired and too fat to race. And it is cold and wet outside. Did I mention I was tired and don’t care about this at all???”
Greg: “sigh…….I will go with you”
Me: “No, you don’t have to because I am not going”
Greg: (puts foot in my back in attempt to get me out of bed) “You already paid and told people you are going. Is this nerves?”
Me: (stubborn and defensive now) “This is not nerves. I am tired and DON’T CARE!”
Greg: “Then stay………snore”
I turn off the light and turn off the alarm.
6:15AM Sunday Morning (the time check in and body marking begins)
I jump out of bed and announce I am going after all and we need to leave in ten minutes.
Greg: “......muttered cursing…”
He did go and watched his first ever triathlon and was so sweet and supportive and even bought me breakfast and coffee afterwards. I was several minutes faster than last year, but managed to still come in second to last. I was not impressed because I had really felt like I was doing so much better, but sometimes that is just the way it goes. My swim itself was probably at least 4 minutes faster than last year which tells you just how much the lessons I have been taking have helped. I wish I had remembered my watch, but it just did not seem important at the time.
No matter how bummed I was about coming in last of the pack, I have now been a triathlete for a year and no matter how slow I am, I still get the title and can be proud of it. I just have to remind myself that I am doing this for me and for the fun of it!
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6 comments:
what do they call the last person (or second to last or forth to last for that matter) that crosses the finish line in a triathlon?
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a triatlete!
good job. :-)
that would have been better had i spelled it correctly.
d'oh
a TRIATHLETE.
much better.
you get the point... :-)
Good for you for getting out of bed and doing it - for me, that is half the battle!
Way to go girl! Just the fact that you pulled yourself outta bed and did the dang thing is an accomplishment in itself!
Girl, you are so right about doing this for you and having fun! It's so easy to get into the next upgrade or the next PR, but, man, this sport is just super fun! I'm glad I read your post today, because I really needed that reminder. Congrats on doing much better than last year and Happy Triaversary!
Yes, you are a triathlete. THAT is the victory. And getting out of bed at the crack of dawn.
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