The half (and full) iron distances are still on my bucket list.
Recently, I read Shades of Gray’s race report for her first triathlon (a half iron distance!) and it got me thinking more seriously about doing a half. I suggested as much to her, and she sent me a training program. She said I could start with week 4 and be ready for the Richmond Rox Half Iron Triathlon in September.
I knew about that race. It was the one I figured I’d do, when I finally got around to doing one.
I looked at the program she sent me, got out my planner and penciled in all of the workouts for June and July. I went to bed excited about my return to triathlon.
As I was lying there trying to sleep, I started thinking about everything that I would need to buy:
A bike rack for my car (I now have a hatchback and the rack we have doesn’t fit)
New tri shorts (my one pair is probably threadbare at this point)
New bike shorts (ditto, and I don’t want to be doing all that riding in tri shorts. Ouch!)
A tri top (I used to swim in (and ride?!) in my sports bra.) That won’t be happening again.
Those fancy pedals with the clips (which means I need fancy shoes, too…)
Goggles that don’t leak.
A gym membership.
I don’t like buying things. One of the reasons I don’t do more triathlons is the fact that they require so much stuff.
Bicycling is okay. I’d enjoy it a lot more if I didn’t have to fear for my life sharing the road with cars. I also don’t like being dependent upon the machine. I’m not confident in my ability to fix mechanical problems that may arise. I can usually put the chain back on. I might be able to change the front tube if I absolutely had to. I’ve done it in the living room, while watching somebody show me how on You Tube.
I love swimming, but I prefer to do it here:
An early morning swim across Sibley Pond is one of my favorite ways to start the day when we’re on vacation in Maine. The water is warmer than the cool morning air. Everything is still and quiet except for the occasional call of a loon.
I would do that every day if I could.
But swimming laps at the crowded pool at the gym?
Not my favorite.
The next morning, I took another look at the schedule. There was a lot of swimming, a ton of cycling and not much running. Today, I needed to swim 800 meters and run 4 miles. That meant I’d have to swim, change into running clothes, run, come back, shower, and still be at work by 8:30. What a hassle! I just wanted to go for a run in the woods.
So that’s what I did.
The next morning, I was supposed to go for a bike ride. I haven’t ridden my bike in over a year. It’s been outside under the porch. It’s not exactly in great condition. I didn’t want to chance it on roads that I wasn’t too keen about riding on anyway. I’d need to renew my gym membership and ride on a stationary bike.
But I didn’t feel like renewing my gym membership and riding on a stationary bike. I felt like going for a run in the woods…
I understand if you are thinking that I don’t want to do a half iron triathlon after all.
But you’re very wrong.
I truly want to do one (even more so after looking back through all my pictures.)
Doing one sounds like a spectacularly fun way to spend a Sunday, but that’s the thing:
I want to just do it.
I don’t want to train for it.
And somehow, that seems like a bad idea (a very expensive bad idea.)
So I am putting my dream of completing a long-distance triathlon back on hold.
For now, I will (just) run.
run. run. run.
Oh, and just for fun, here’s a terrible race photo taken at my very first triathlon, back in 2006.
Also, if anybody wants to pay my registration fee, you know, just to see what happens when an idiot signs up for a half iron distance triathlon and doesn’t train for it, let me know…