One Clydesdale’s Journey

With less than 30 days to go before my first triathlon, I have all my distances down and I’m feeling pretty good about all my training.

So this past week I started to look back over the journey so far and I couldn’t help but come to one, single, solitary conclusion…

I have lost my mind!

Follow me here as I present the evidence and you’ll see that it is going to be pretty hard to disagree with me.

With just slightly over 2 weeks of training I ran my first 5k back in October of last year.

Then in January, for no good reason other than for the fact that it was there, I ran a 5k first thing in the morning when it was -4 with a wind chill in the -20 to -30 range.

Last weekend ended up being a double whammy.

On Saturday I took a lovely open water swim in water that was anything but lovely with a brisk and breath taking temp of 62 degrees.

Followed by Sunday mornings run in which I stood in an absolute monsoon of a down pour for 15 minutes waiting for the start of the race. And I did so of my own free will!

And you know, I have to say that as insane as all of this is…

I’m having a blast!

Later,
John W.
A Clydesdale in training