Can I be brutally honest? I discovered I don’t REALLY enjoy doing triathlons- because when Cliff signed me up alone, thinking it’d be fun to cheer me on with the kids, I felt really unmotivated.
But the registrations had closed. It was too late for him to sign up.
I really grieved, because this might be the last race we get to do together in years before we move to tanzania and sigh, we blew it.
But guess what?
Cliff asked on social media if anyone wanted to give up their race slot and the organizer himself reached out to offer a deadline extension so Cliff could sign up 😭 That’s why just ten days before race day, I decided I would race even though the distance is over twice my last race.
Today’s sea swim was really brutal with the tremendous currents- it felt like being in a washing machine.
But I’m learning how the open water sea swim in a triathlon is very much like parenting young children- it’s very uncomfortable and tiring at times (think unreasonable tantrums and disrupted sleep), but if you stick with your principles and what you’ve been taught, it’s just about consistency, about putting one limb ahead of the other, minute by minute, believing you’ll make it through… and guess what, you will.
The season will pass. We might as well try to enjoy it.
