Do or Do Not. There is No Triathlete (here. yet.)

When I started this blog, it was all about losing weight.
(Funny side note – My wife just saw the picture of me that is in the post that I linked to just there and said, “Is that you? Wow!” I have come a long way in the last year…)

At the time that I started, I didn’t care about becoming an athlete. I just wanted to NOT be fat. It was all about getting to a healthy weight by whatever means necessary.  Interestingly enough, doing athletic things on a regular basis is a good way to lose weight.

I knew that I was going to have to move more often and in a more specific way. So I started running. I remember telling myself that I didn’t really care to “become” a runner. I was only doing it because I “needed” to. But then I found out that it got easier the more weight I lost. So I decided to up the ante and I signed up for the Rugged Maniac mud run. And I fell in love with the race. So I ran the Cooper River Bridge Run. And I realized that unexpectedly I was becoming an athlete.

Huh. Didn’t see that one coming.

So with that being said, I have been looking for that next challenge. That next things I said I would never do…mainly because I never thought I would be able to. That next thing that would elevate my fitness and in return maybe help me shed a few more pounds. That next thing that would get my heart pumping and my mental gears turning.

And then it arrived on my Facebook wall. An innocent challenge? A divine prophesy? Or just someone who is excited to know that I am always up for a challenge?

So Erin Hopkins sensed my need for a new fitness challenge and threw the gauntlet by asking me if I want to do a sprint triathlon. Yes, you heard me right. Swimming. Biking. Running. Before I could even respond, Jason Trotta from Chucktown Triathletes pulls on the strings that he knows will inflame my heart and tells me that he is training one of Louie’s Kids to do it and that I should do it too.

How could I say no?

I didn’t.

So there you have it folks. I will be doing a sprint triathlon on July 29th, in the year of our Lord two thousand and twelve. That means 600 yards of swimming without drowning, 12 miles of biking without getting my laces caught in the gears, and 5 kilometers of running which is like 300 miles using the Imperial standard ( I think.) And I have 8 weeks to train for it.

Holy sh*t, what am I doing?


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