July 28th, 2012 Northwood High School-Irvine
On Saturday, July 28th, run 3 miles, bike an additional 9 miles, then finish with a 200 meter swim.
Write about the whole experience and share it on the Destination Irvine Blog.
Sounds like a great idea except for three little things: I don't run, I don't bike and I don't swim.
I am not an athlete.
I drive when I could walk, I use the elevator when I could take the stairs and I generally avoid sweating at all costs. Not only do I dislike exercise, I hate it. in fact, I am the only person I know who nearly failed P.E. in high school.
For me, entering a triathlon is about as unimaginable as walking on the moon.
Maybe you're like me.
I've gone through my adult life with the best of intentions. I approach diets like a fickle teenager: blushing with giggly passion at the beginning but soon abandoning all interest when the going gets tough. I've left a trail of dusty gym equipment and unused club memberships in my wake. Health and fitness always seem to be at the bottom of my To Do List; that elusive task waiting for the day "when I have time."
At 48, the game has changed. Like it or not, I'm losing the battle with gravity. Clothes don't fit like they should. Body parts ache. Energy is low and even a few flights of stairs leave me winded.
This is not acceptable.
I know that all of those fitness experts are right when they say that the only way to stay active at the end of my life is to build a foundation now. Even as I stare down the Big 5-0, I know it's not too late for a change.
I am taking the challenge and, for better or worse, I'll be writing about it.
I will go through a 12-week, micro-burst of training. Along the way, my friends who already enjoy the benefits of exercise, will act as my coaches. They'll help me build my endurance safely, improve my nutritional intake so that I can maximize my energy, and, since they are my friends, they'll certainly endure a great deal of my whining and complaining.
Best of all, my teenage daughter Katie will be entering the race with me. Not only will I gain some excellent mother daughter bonding time, I'll have someone there to catch me when I stumble across the finish line.
It will be an adventure; one that I face with more than a little bit of trepidation. But like any good journey, it's not the destination that's important, but the lessons you learn along the way.
I invite you to come with me and see where this path leads. I hope to provide encouragement to Fitness Flakes like me and to demonstrate that it's never too late to begin.
After all, If I can do this... anyone can.