About this time (4 days) before a race, one begins to think about the day itself. How am I going to feel on that starting line? During the swim? bike? run? A wee bit of anxiety sets in. The stock answer from anyone seeking to reassure a triathlete is, “you’ve put in the miles [in training], you’ll be fine!” I, however, have not really put in “the miles.” I’ve put in miles here and there, but, honestly, I am not anywhere near where I should be, where I’d hoped to be when this odyssey started back in December. I’m not going to make excuses. This is just where I am, now.
Still, I’m going to do the race on Sunday. At this point, there’s really very little I can do, training-wise, to ready myself. It’s all a mental game. So, I’m reminding myself that it’s my race, no one else’s, and I can go as slowly as I want, and as quickly as I can. It’s not an easy course, and I imagine there will be moments I think of quitting. I just need to keep swimming (whatever stroke I can accomplish), keep pedaling, and put one foot in front of the other, and, eventually, I will arrive at the finish line.
P.S. Wish me luck and determination!
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