Less Strides, More Swimming
As I’m nurturing the little pain in my ass (hammy insertion) so it doesn’t grow into a big one, I’ve been spending a little more time on my bike and especially in the pool this week…which has got me thinking.
which is dangerous
As the bike and pool once again become less scary I find myself contemplating/considering/punishing myself with thoughts of dabbling with the triathlon thing.
I see a huge value – forced cross-training, trying something new, stretching out of my comfort zone, listening to the bazillion people who say (wow, you’re really built like a biker…whatever that means), etc.
Then I think about the fears and pretty much end those thoughts right there.
-The Cost: Uh…so much expensive equipment, even if I do buy a used wetsuit the bikes cost as much as my car and require maintenance, and parts and junk. My errand-running, kid chasing hybrid bike probably wouldn’t cut it in the big bad tri-world making the entry point VERY steep for me to even get involved in the sport.
-The Complication: Remember all those expensive bike parts? You have to know how to use them, to fix things, you have to set stuff up in transition areas, etc. For a girl who’s happy to get her underwear on every day (let’s not even shoot for rightside out and not put on backwards), this seems like a lot of moving parts to coordinate.
-The Fear: While I’m not a great runner, I’m good enough to know what’s going on, and I kind of like that. I’m not a crazy seasoned vet, but I am that “crazy running lady” at school drop offs who random parents approach with questions – I kind of like being my local barely resident expert. To start as a novice in a crazy competitive sport freaks the snot out of me.
Have you ever tried a new sport?
What was your biggest fear when you started running?