What a stupid saying! I fell off twice on my last cycle!
I’m going to be honest. The cycling part of this Half Ironman is beginning to scare me. Reality is slowly hitting me across the face as it dawns on me that there are 2 different types of cyclist – those who are out for a leisurely cycle, and those who race.
Naturally, I fall in to the ‘leisurely cycle’ category.
Not ideal when you are racing.
I’ve looked at average times for my age completing a race like this and it has it down as 3hrs 30mins for the cycle. That breaks down to roughly 15mph average. I can manage almost 19mph on a 30 mile turbo ride but a recent trip to Pitlochry and back (also 30 miles there, 30 back) was more 13mph. That’s quite a bit to make up.
And it’s also only about half the distance I need to do…….
With no half hour stop for lunch either.
Pitlochry was Saturday and on my lunch run today (Monday) I could feel it in my legs – just above the knee on both legs. My other half had challenged me to run sub 8min miles today, even set my watch to keep my pace so it would go off if I was too slow.
I knew I wouldn’t do it and turned off the pacer before even starting.
First 2 miles were under 8 mins to be fair. I just knew I wouldn’t be able to climb the hill at that speed though, and I don’t like running less than 5 miles. Maybe that’s what I should concentrate on though – faster but shorter distances just for a little while.
I’m seeing some good progress with my swimming though. It’s all been pool based so far as it’s too cold for open water but that’s going to be coming really soon. I’m choosing to believe open water will be easier and I will enjoy it more (I’m a huge fan of positive mind set). I can not let it scare me. I will allow myself one – and only one – freak out, then it’s head down, get on with business!
On the upmost positive point though – I am dealing very well with panics when swimming. No longer do I choke and gag in the most unsightly manner when I don’t have my breathing right and proceed to give an Oscar worthy performance of my dying moments. Ok, slight lie, I do still choke from time to time but I can successfully recover from this and THAT is huge. Because let’s face it, that is most definitely going to happen on the day. I’m going to get kicked, elbowed, pushed around, water is constantly going to be where I need to breathe so if I can calm myself down – I’ve already won.
So. Running is still there. It’s taken a knock but I have a few races coming up that will keep me at it. Swimming is good. No room to slack and time to get in the ‘real pool’ but it’s good. And cycling? Well…… just got to keep at it. Ignore the average time as, at the end of the day, I’m not ‘average’. I’m a first timer at this. I will do what I do on the day.
I am my only competition.