Distraction

I'm distracted from blogging and cooking.

As if in an out-of-body experience, I signed up for a women's sprint triathlon which will take place mid-August. This isn't actually a whim - I felt a little nudge about it last year when some friends of ours completed it and since then have thought about it several times. However, it isn't something I actually thought I'd try. But when my sister and some other friends signed up, I felt like this was my chance to try it and have some friendly faces around. An impromptu funeral of sorts.

This particular sprint will have a 500 yard open water swim, followed by a 15 mile bike ride, followed by a 5k run. In a row. All on the same day. Racing.

So I've been trying to figure out how on earth to train for this. I can run a 5k and I can bike 15 miles. I cannot swim anywhere near 500 yards, not to mention in open water while crazy women around me are trying to beat me (Save your energy, ladies. You'll beat me.). However, the thought of doing all three...

I'm terrified.

I'm motivated.

I'm experiencing mucho self-doubt in my abilities.

I'm surprised that I'm signed up for this.

I'm excited.

I'm tired.

I'm sore.

I dream about this. Literally, dreams.

I'm afraid of drowning.

I'm afraid of colliding with another biker.

I'm afraid of not being able to run an entire 5k after the other two events.

I'm afraid of what I'll look like at the end of that day. :)

I'm distracted.