On First TRI

A few weeks ago, I participated in my first triathlon.  It was such an enriching experience!

On race day, my emotions varied from misery in the morning (due to nerves finally hitting me) to elation at the finish line (even though I messed up a few times along the way).

I had trained for it so I was fairly confident that I would finish. The only uncertainty was around the craziness of the mass swim and whether I would fall of my bike (I did not get enough road time on my new hybrid bike thanks to our Wisconsin winters).


I lucked out!  I was in the last wave! A little less chaos.  Once I started, I glided through the water from buoy to buoy.  I was relaxed and focused. Before I knew it, the shore was within sight!  I felt a huge victory right there!!


I knew I was going to be one of the slowest but I didn’t expect to be the slowest! ๐Ÿ˜€.  But I didn’t mind…as long as I didn’t fall of my bike. I am sure the lack of clipless pedals and aerobars played into some of the struggles here. I own clipless pedals now. ๐Ÿ˜€


I knew I was home free once I got to the run.  I think I got a little complacent though…I forgot my race belt and had to turn back to get it (adding another 0.5 miles…call it getting my money’s worth ๐Ÿ˜€).

My family cheered me on as I crossed the finish line. Completing the event was rewarding! All the hard work had paid off.  I had overcome so many fears (including falling off my bike). I never gave up.   I had fun with it (even when I messed up).

It was the first time I felt that I could call myself an athlete.  Not an elite  athlete, but an althlete nonetheless!




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