Back in March I started running. Well, I started jogging/walking alternatively. I couldn’t run very far, probably not even if I was being chased by a grizzly bear. A few weeks into it I was discouraged. I’m not a patient person, and I’m not good at sticking to things I flat out SUCK at. I wanted desperately to give up, but I also wanted desperately to not be so overweight any more. So I persevered. Not without some great support and encouragement from my husband and a handful of online friends.
In May I decided the running I was doing wasn’t enough to shift the weight. The scale hadn’t budged. My clothes fit a bit better and I was starting to feel a bit better about myself, but it wasn’t enough. I called my son’s swim instructor, as I knew she did group personal training at her house. At the end of May I did my first session, and thought I might die. I couldn’t do one push up, one burpee, one sit up. I literally could not do it. I couldn’t do the warm up run without walking 3/4 of it.
Now, 6 months later, I can not only do the regular warm up run, I can also run the hill, I can do 15 burpees in a row, I can do 50 sit ups, I can do 15 push ups. I am 27cms smaller all over than I was when I started training. I am 10kgs lighter. I am 2 clothing sizes smaller. And I am a whole UNIVERSE happier in my self.
But I also got to a point where I thought, “Now what?” I had no goals. I was just focused on the task at hand – train, run, work, live. Losing weight had motivated me, and while I still have about 5kgs to go (ideally), it’s not enough to keep me focused and make me keep getting out there. My running has dropped off drastically, mostly because I find myself shattered from work/training/being a mum and wife. I never started running so that I could run marathons – half OR full. I never even had any intention of running a 10k. I don’t LIKE running, it was just a means to and end. So I started thinking. One thing I used to love, was swimming. I’ve been thinking more and more about triathlons and there are several options for these. I can start at a beginner level and work my way up, if I get good enough. But just competing in one and actually completing it would be a huge accomplishment.
So this week I got back in the pool after literally years of doing nothing other than floating and playing in a pool, and I swam laps. Not long ones, and not many, but it was a start. I did 10 freestyle and 10 breast stroke laps, needing a breather between each one.
There’s a triathlon in January that is 300m swim, 10k ride, 2.5k run. I know I can do that if I work hard between now and then, so that is my new goal. Funnily enough, it’s not the swimming/biking/running that makes me nervous, it’s more the not knowing what I’m doing from not having done a triathlon before. What if I go to the wrong area/go the wrong way/wear the wrong thing/get exhausted and don’t finish…the what-ifs and negativeness is all in my head. But I think if I can get the first one under my belt, then I could even do more, or longer ones.
I know individually I can do those distances, so there should be no problem in doing them all consecutively, right? I have until January 13th to work on it! And now that I’ve put it out there, there’s no going back!
Linking up with Stacey-Lee for Team Friday!