Do something that scares the crap out of you…

I’ve heard that now many times, and from many places, so I can’t tell where I heard it first.  But, it still rings true with me.  That seems to sum up this whole triathlon experience.  From my first masters swim class, my first ride on the tri bike, my first open water swim, my first triathlon, they all scared the crap out of me.  Today I decided to do the Ironman loop plus the ‘stick’ (to and from the capital) all by myself.  I’ve done the loop once before, so I guess that in of itself wasn’t scary (as) anymore.  But there’s something about going for a 66 mile bike ride that freaks me out.  That’s a long way to go on pedal power, and if something happened to the bike or I got tired, that’s a long walk home.  Luckily, I made it just fine, and of course felt wonderful for accomplishing it.  But I don’t think I really stopped being nervous about it until my bike shoes were off and my sneakers on.

 

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