I went out on my bike for the first time in ages. I only did 10 miles, but it's a start. Last November stupid me decided I would use my St. A's deferral and enter this years race. I was hoping it would motivate me to train through the winter. It didn't. I spent the winter advancing several belt levels in Tae Kwon Do. I'm now a brown belt. 7 down, 3 to go. I'm hoping I can make red in April.
Back to triathlon. I turn 55 in April. Several years ago I was looking forward to aging up, and kicking butt in a new age group. Now I don't give a crap. I'm going to suck as bad as a 55 year old as I did when I did my last race two years ago. I can probably get my cycling back to something respectable, and even swimming may come back. Running is a whole different story. My aborted attempt at making a running come back last winter left me with the realization that I'm probably going to be a walker for the rest of my life. If I do some how get running again, I'll be lucky if I break an 11:00 minute mile. Gone are the days when I could hold off the competition by staggering through the run at an 8:45 pace.
We'll see doing St. A's reignites the triathlon flame. If it doesn't perhaps I will have to change this blog to Alive and Kicking, and write about my journey to Black Belt.