My first post.. what were we thinking?

Thanks for visiting our blog. Recently, Meg and I decided to sign up for the New England Triathlon, an event that is part of the Danskin SheROX series. Now that we are signed up (it took us a few days and a couple false starts halted by nerves to do it!), we are committed to proving to ourselves and others that we can really do anything we set our mind to. We are also wondering what kind of crazy juice we drank this week!

When Meg first sent me the link, I recognized the name because I wrote an article for Pulse Magazine last July about women who were participating. At the time I thought maybe someday I could do this, but was focused on the Falmouth Road Race first! With that under my belt, I figured I'd step it up a notch (I must have a very large belt!). I am proud that we have taken this step to even start training for an event like this. It truly will be a life accomplishment that will help me get through my mid-twenties life crisis. If anything, it will help keep my mind off of it for a while!

I embark on this journey with more nerves than I have ever had before. Swimming? Biking? Running? I run occasionally but don't touch the other two! When I was little, my nickname was Kimmer the Swimmer. That was years ago and from what I recall most of that time I was wearing a lifevest! Unfortunately, there are no swimmies, lifevests, water noodles or other flotation devices allowed, so I am all on my own (I have already investigated the possibilities)! I am most nervous about the swimming leg of the race, but hope with a LOT of training, I can manage the half mile without drowning. Seriously, even writing this makes me nervous. I can picture myself drowing in a lake I can't even spell, choking on disgusting pond water.

And I don't even own a bike. I recently took up spinning classes at the gym, and love them. I hope that will aid me in the pursuit of finishing the 12 miles of the bike race. If anyone has any bike suggestions, let me know. I will surely be purchasing one now! I laugh every time I think of this, because the only thing that pops in my head is the line from The 40-Year-Old Virgin, "I hope you have a big trunk because I'm going to put my bike in it!" Humor is probably the only thing that will help me get through this training.

As soon as I finish moving this weekend and settle in, the training will commence! I'm counting on everyone to help me stick with it when the going gets tough. I signed up to do this for a reason and refuse to be a quitter (and will need to be reminded of this often). As Meg and I have told each other, it's not about winning, it's about finishing the race. As long as we have a good time doing it.