So, here I am about to start training for my first triathlon, which is pretty cool and a little daunting.
When I tell people about my triathlon plans, I typically get two responses - 'Wow, a triathlon, isn't that hard?' followed by 'I'm sure you'll do great .... so do you have to do swim, bike and run all in the same day?'
A lot of folks also seem to think when I say triathlon I mean an Ironman triathlon - 2-mile swim, 112-mile bike ride, topped off with a marathon - which stuns them into silence. As tempting as it is to let them think I'm some super athlete, I explain what the Olympic triathlon is all about. And every time I launch into the explanation, my mind sort of wanders. I can't help but think about the road I'll have to travel to get from the athletic condition I'm in today to a triathlete.
My starting point isn't too bad. I've always been somewhat athletic, participating in sports through high school and later shifting to skiing, snowshoeing and eventually rock climbing in college. My activity waned in the first few years out of college as I jumped into my career. Luckily, my husband is the most active person I know - backcountry skier, climber, hiker, marathoner - and he always had some new activity or sport for me to try. One of these activities was the idea to attempt the Pacific Crest Trail, a 2,650-mile hiking trail from the Mexico-California border to Canada. It would take five months of hiking an average of 20 miles a day to reach Canada before the snow started to fall.
After years of 50- to 60-hour work weeks, we left our jobs, rented out our house and hit the trail. We started in the tiny California border town of Campo on April 29. I wasn't prepared mentally or physically for the 20-plus mile days through the desert. But somehow I prevailed. I got stronger, I pushed myself and before I knew it we were tromping out of the desert and into the Sierra Nevada Mountains, then through the Cascades range in Oregon and Washington. We finished the Pacific Crest Trail on Sept. 25, nearly five months from when we started.
OK, awesome accomplishment, right? Absolutely. But hiking every day is a far cry from swimming, cycling and running. For one, I won't be able to sit down and take a snack break. And then there's the swimming. Quick dips into alpine lakes and rivers hardly qualifies.
The Pacific Crest Trail did teach me how to push through discomfort, it made me mentally tough and in the end those will be far more important tools on race day. Now I've just gotta get to work and start preparing for the Wildflower Triathlon. Let the training begin!