I signed up to do a triathlon that takes place in September. It's "only" a sprint tri meaning that each leg is pretty short. It's a women's only race and it's all about empowering you to do it--helping you succeed.
Right now, though, I'm not feeling very empowered. You see, prior to this week, I haven't been on a bike (that wasn't stationary) in 20 years. I was nervous about going out, but guess what...it's just like riding a bike. He he he. The getting up, balance, wind in my face--all that came right back. Felt great! However, I'm struggling with my daggone pedals.
Allow me to give you a little back story here. My husband is an amazingly supportive husband. He has cheered me on and encouraged me in every step and phase of my healthy lifestyle journey. So when I decided I wanted to do a tri, he decided I needed to have a "good" bike. Quite frankly, I was just looking for something that had pedals, but DH insisted that I needed a good one so he got me one. I really do like it, but it has these clipless clip pedals. I had to get special shoes to go with them.
I am struggling with these pedals. I can easily get my right foot unclipped, but the left? It seems to really like holding on to the pedal. Lol. So when I would have to stop, I'd unclip my right foot, put it down and then clip back in and off I'd go. Great. Except that I couldn't get my right foot clipped back in today so I stopped to try to fix that. BIG MISTAKE. I had thought maybe I'd try clipping the right foot in first and then the left, but when I tried to get my left foot out, I crashed.
This was about a mile into my ride. I really wanted to turn around and go home. But I didn't. I got back on and kept going. Then...another stop. Ugh. I happened again and again I went down. I just wanted to give up. Just walk my bike home, eat the race fee and stick to running.
I was on the side of the road, tears running down my face and I was thinking, "I just can't do this." Ugh, some days I have to admit I'm human and I hate that! It's been happening a lot lately.
Anyway, I'd love to say I had some great epiphany and I've got some wonderful words of wisdom to pass on, but I didn't and I don't. I got back on the bike because, quite frankly, I'm stubborn. I am NOT going to be defeated by something that's less than the size of a deck of cards. Lol.
And of course, that starts me thinking about my weight loss/healthy lifestyle journey. I haven't succeed because I'm special or I found the magic pill. I've succeeded because I'm stubborn.
So I got back on and finished my ride. And when I got home, I unclipped both feet without crashing. My ride wasn't pretty and I can't really classify it as fun. But I did it. So maybe I am feeling empowered.