Thursday, August 23, 2007
Confidence dashed again..
I was bike riding with a group yesterday that I have gone with before. My first clue at 8:30 in the morning should have been there were 2 groups-the FAST group (some younger, some older), then the SLOW group (mostly guys in their 60s and 70s). Well, I thought, I am definitely in the FAST group, after all I am a triathlete. So Hartley and I headed up to the east side of the mountains with them or rather should I say behind them (me, not Hartley). As I am trudging up Route 66 I start to feel like crap. My head is pounding, I am anaerobic for about 30 minutes. i am getting more frustrated by the minute. I flash back to age 14 when all the other swim kids finally caught up to my height (I was almost the tallest one in my class through grade school thus beat all the little kids on swim team until they were as tall as me). I am the last one in the race, I am feeling low and frustrated. This is the feeling i always get when i am behind a group like this. After about an hour, I feel like I am going to cry..I told Hartley-that's it for me-I am heading back to town. Hartley says he is going with me-then I really feel bad cause I know he can keep up with the FAST group..but he says he loves me and wants to be with me so what can I say to that? My husband is like that-I am so lucky. So I take my frustration and we ride back to Tramway and proceed to go do Tramway, which is quite a hill, at my own pace. We thought we might meet up with the SLOW group but never did. We ended up riding 41 miles. I started to feel better when H told me that Coach Mico told him that triathletes really never excel in any one sport because we train in all three. That made me feel better because the FAST group is training for a 100 mile ride and most of them probably ride 150+ per week. Who knows-maybe it was the speed work we did on the track the day before, or Josh's workout the same day. I am over beating myself up for being slow among FAST riders..I am NOT 14 anymore and need to feel thankful that I can even walk or ride or do anything..
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I agree with you there! You know we are about the same age, and the sad thing for me is the group I ride with at least once a week are all OLDER than me! Tonight I started rationalizing (I'm good at that) about that. They all run or "bike." NONE of them do triathlons or even duathlons, although they could beat the pants off any duathlete out there, I'm sure. So I started feeling a little better, as they all biked nearly out of sight of me.
My thought - you're a way better athlete than you give yourself credit for. But on top of that, ponder this...
I spent an hour talking to my sister today who is 51 and the most exercise she does is walking and she's trying to get back into that.
After getting off the phone, I started thinking about how my slow-slow pace is better than most people my age would even try. Sure, I'm not fast in comparison to my fellow athletes, but compared to the average jane, I pretty much rock.
And you're faster than me! And older. You double rock!!
not for long Lisa--now that you have the new carbon steed! :)
aw, debs. You're awesome just the way you are. You know, I think it's pretty cool that you're not 15 anymore, I think. Can you imagine going back to high school?
No way.
Besides. You've had a hard week - give yourself a rest before you go off to see the Peruvians.
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