I'm finally reaching that awkward stage where the belly is just starting to get in the way of things. It's starting to get harder to bend over to pick something up or to stretch. As I try to get up from the recliner I bob back and forth a few times before I can get the momentum to push the legs down. When I run my shins feel the strain of my extra weight and I'm only running about 1 mile comfortably after that it's a constant
While I sit here and yearn for my triathlon days to come back I also know there were days I didn't want to drag myself out of bed for that early morning run or there were races as I drug my equipment to transition with a ball of nerves in my stomach I thought why do I do this to myself. But I want to capture these moments of want of desire to remind me when I am able again that not only will I go back and do a triathlon but I will choose to make the most of each workout, each rest day, and each race. Now I will have someone new to pass along all the lessons that triathlon has taught me and even if the little guy doesn't choose to follow in the triathlon footsteps of his mom he will know what it is like to be part of a great community of strong people with a will and desire to overcome anything!
Swim because you can,
Ride because you can,
Run because you can,
TRI even when you think you can't!















