Small Victories
Yesterday I swam over my lunch hour, about 40 minutes. In the afternoon I biked about 50 minutes, then ran about 50 minutes.
Conduct becoming of a triathlete. And, which I hadn't done - multisport training in a single day - since the first days of May.
I backed off and walked a bit when the knee started to protest. I geared down when I felt it on the bike. I wasn't out for speed, just for the experience. The (sometimes literal) learning to walk (again), before running.
But I felt good. I'm not in terrible shape - I've managed enough running, even the light mileage these last few months, to not be huffing and puffing. I'm embracing just being out there. Not checking my watch for speeds or tempos. Watching my heart rate to keep it low, and doing right by the bum knee. Being patient. I lack endurance, of course. It'll come. It'll all come.
Last night, then, I shaved my legs. Which I hadn't done since the first days of May.
Because that's what triathletes do.
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Game on.
5 comments:
you're awesome. just out there, getting it done. You will be fine, no matter if you ever do another triathlon again. Yet I somehow feel that won't be the case. ;)
...que the Rocky music...
Oh yeah, the shag is all on the carpet now - you are a triathlete!
How do the smooth legs feel? I need to do that this week...
Lovin' the smooth legs Steve. Feels so much more manly. I get looks of jealous consternation from the males around me as they covet my silky smoothness. Sometimes, for fun, I wear hosiery around the house, just to enjoy the sensations.
I assume, of course, that we can keep that list bit our little secret.
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