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I rather insanely got inspired by the idea of doing a triathlon when I was in the middle of my marathon training a couple of years ago. Lord knows why. As if I hadn't taken on enough...
Anyway, I can swim breastroke for fairly long distances - could probably do 1000m in just under 40 mins, so not fast but I can do it without getting too knackered - but my crawl is crap. I like cycling but haven't cycled any proper distances for years and my bike is ok but not super duper or anything. I run but don't run fast. So probably will come bottom of the class in any event I try.
I went along to try out a tri club on Monday. Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear. I thought I had had some humiliating experiences marathon training, but none of them were a patch on this... The guy asks me, how far can you swim. 40 lengths, say I smugly. Then I looked at him and the penny dropped. That's breastroke, I say. We don't do breaststroke here, he says. So I was consigned to swimming on my side up the pool dipping my head in and out of the water and trying not to bump into anyone else. I'm still aching now... but at least I graduated to the superman position, so presumably I wasn't wholly beyond redemption.
If I ever get as far as doing one, I already know the title of my next book: Up the Hill Backwards: Diary of A Triathlon Mum.
Think perhaps I'd better stick to marathons, but if I ever learn to swim the crawl properly I really would love to have a go at a tri!
Must be mad...
Marathon Mumx
Anyway, I can swim breastroke for fairly long distances - could probably do 1000m in just under 40 mins, so not fast but I can do it without getting too knackered - but my crawl is crap. I like cycling but haven't cycled any proper distances for years and my bike is ok but not super duper or anything. I run but don't run fast. So probably will come bottom of the class in any event I try.
I went along to try out a tri club on Monday. Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear. I thought I had had some humiliating experiences marathon training, but none of them were a patch on this... The guy asks me, how far can you swim. 40 lengths, say I smugly. Then I looked at him and the penny dropped. That's breastroke, I say. We don't do breaststroke here, he says. So I was consigned to swimming on my side up the pool dipping my head in and out of the water and trying not to bump into anyone else. I'm still aching now... but at least I graduated to the superman position, so presumably I wasn't wholly beyond redemption.
If I ever get as far as doing one, I already know the title of my next book: Up the Hill Backwards: Diary of A Triathlon Mum.
Think perhaps I'd better stick to marathons, but if I ever learn to swim the crawl properly I really would love to have a go at a tri!
Must be mad...
Marathon Mumx
