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This is a blog for the strong, the determined, the wild. In the past ten years more than 100 have joined the triBE on a journey to BE strong, to BE fierce, to BE triathletes. We are dedicated to the belief that anyone can BE a triathlete and support each other in every endeavor. Our team members are all sizes, speeds, and ages. This is our story.
"When anyone tells me I can't do anything, I'm just not listening any more." ~Florence Griffith Joyner
A couple weeks ago I did a little race.The emotional and physical aftermath was typical.First exhilaration (so I took pictures.) Then thirst (so I drank some water.) Then
dirty (so I took a shower.) Then exhaustion (so I took a nap.) Then hunger (so
I ate like a wolf.)It was my last race
of the season.In the summer I do not
race.I work out. I travel.It’s really hot.I could race, but I really don’t want to.
My two weeks leading up to this race were a study in
negativity.There wasn’t a single
workout I wanted to do.Two weeks out
the workouts are long and exhausting.I
did most of them with little to no enthusiasm, focused solely on
finishing.The final week, meant to be
easier, was no better.The week was focused
on short, intense workouts.I was
focused on the short part.I should have
been eager to do the easier training, but I didn’t want to.
After the race I took Sunday off.Monday I went for a ride with a
teammate.It rained half way through,
and we cut the ride short.I was
disappointed.I didn’t have to
ride.I wanted to.Tuesday I went down to the pool with nothing in
mind.I just thought I would swim for a
while.It turned into my longest
workout in months.I felt great.I didn’t have to swim at all, but when
the warm Florida sun hit my shoulders and I jumped into the cool clear water, I
wanted to.
I think it’s easy for athletes to get caught up in “have to”
instead of “want to.”I’ve gotta go for
a run hides the words “have to.” There’s this feeling of obligation
inherent in the sentence, a feeling of unwelcome requirement, effort, or work.“Have to” is like my least favorite chore,
weeding.And if running is weeding, then
it’s only a matter of time before I stop doing it. (You should see my garden.)
We create structures to help us through the “have to”
moments.We join a team or club so we
have company.We go to classes at the
gym to provide variety (triathlon is a study in variety.) We hire trainers to
motivate us.My personal favorite is
scheduling training with friends so I can’t skip a workout. And we sign up for
races to provide goals and a natural finishing point.All this is just a means to get our heads in
the game, to turn “have to” into “want to.”
In the end, we “want to” reach our goals, but in order to do
so, we “have to” do some unpleasant things.Sometimes working out is actually work.Sometimes it’s really fun.Finding a way to flip the “want to” switch is the key to turning work
into fun.Maybe it’s as simple as
changing how we talk about training.I’m
going to stop saying “I have to…” and instead say, “I want to…”
I want to go for a swim, a run, a ride.I want to go to the gym.I want to sweat.Wanna join me?
Today I pay tribute to the approximately 20 trillion gnats
that gave their lives on my ride around the lake last night.I know each of them was deeply concerned
about my well-being and rushed to check on my status.Unfortunately, they all underestimated the
speed at which I was approaching and slammed into my face at velocities that
made their survival impossible.My
sweaty countenance held their bodies throughout the ride and allowed me to
transfer them, en masse, to their final resting place in the drain of my
shower.
I want to acknowledge one special gnat, Nate, whose
sacrifice is duly noted here.Nate determined
that I lacked protein and not only flew to my side, but directly down my
windpipe in a futile suicide mission to fuel my ride.It only took me about two miles to cough him back out.
I tip my helmet to these brave soldiers.Rest in peace, Nate.
"Everything you want is on the other side of fear." ~Jack Canfield
Once again, at a race this weekend, one of my teammates mentioned that
she was really struggling with the question, “Why am I doing this?” on the
morning of the race.She was worried and
afraid.It wasn’t the first time someone
had mentioned this feeling. I find myself writing about and thinking about fear a lot these days. I know that
the end of the race always reminds us why we do this, but lots of athletes have
moments of doubt, dread, or fear on the morning of a race.There are some good reasons why this happens
and definite strategies for dealing with these emotions. Why are you afraid?
Fear of the unknown:The
conscious or unconscious understanding that events in a race are not within our
control is a source of fear.We want to
be in charge of our own fate, but in a race, many elements are outside of our
control.
Inadequate training:Experienced athletes know what it takes to be well-prepared for a race
and they also know when that preparation didn’t happen.No matter the reason, inadequate training
usually leads to poor performance and disappointment.
Fear of pain: When we train there is a cycle of easy and hard
days, pain and relief. Not every
training day is painful.On race day, if
we do our best, there will be pain, guaranteed.
Forgetfulness and mistakes:In a sport with seemingly endless equipment and steps to success, there
is always the chance you will forget to do something important, especially as
you become increasing “race drunk” and your brain is less and less
functional.It is in this state of
exhaustion that we make mistakes.
Fear of the swim: Do I need to explain this?
So what can we do about our fears on race day?
Embrace the unknown:It
is the unknown that is exciting, that is challenging, that is the point.The only person you are racing is yourself,
and part of being successful is managing the unknown.Without the unknown, you are doing the race
alone, in a pool, on a trainer, and then a treadmill.Winning isn’t just about finishing
first.It is about dealing with the
person that kicked you, the flat tire, the blisters.This is racing.Abandon your fear of the uncontrollable.Love the unknown.
Embrace the learning experience:If you know your training is inadequate,
really feel this race.At what point did
things start to go badly? What parts of the race still went well?Yes you’re disappointed that it didn’t go
perfectly, but there is value in every race if you look for it.Figure out what hijacked your training.Learn something from your experience and adjust
next time.
Embrace the pain:As
triathlete “Cort the Sport” says at her blog, invite the pain.Every hard workout is an opportunity to
practice dealing with pain, and I encourage you to work on this.But on race day, accept that endorphins will
only come through pain.Satisfaction is
the result of pain.Accomplishment is revealed
through pain.The road you must walk to
achieve your goals is Agony Avenue.Accept it fully.
Embrace the errors:I
can’t ever remember a perfect race.This
weekend I forgot to leave out my socks and ended up racing sockless.(Actually it wasn’t too bad, but if I had
ripped up my feet, I would have been kicking myself.)On race morning take out your plan and double
check it.(Don’t have a race plan?Write one!) Rehearse your plan, over and
over.Make it so much a part of you,
that transitions are mindless.And when
you recover, later that day or the next morning, review the race again, revise
the plan, and never make those mistakes again.
Embrace the water: You were born from water. It is your mother. It is life. You do not need to swim faster than gators or sharks. You just need to swim faster than one other person. Just keep swimming. Period.
I have played a dozen or so sports in my lifetime, and whether
it is swimming or volleyball, bowling or ultimate frisbee, the key to success
on “game day” is less about physical ability and more about what’s happening in
your head.The final hours are the ones
that seem to mess up our heads the most.We don’t sleep.We feel
sick.We doubt ourselves and our
abilities. We panic.But if we can just
get started, the fears drop away, the doubt disappears, and we are in it.Our minds are consumed with the task at hand
and our fears are destroyed by our reality.
And it is in the end, as we cross the finish line, that we
remember why we signed up in the first place.
We should not judge people by their peak of excellence, but by the distance they have traveled from the point where they started. ~Henry Ward Beecher
From the Humans are Awesome Series. Fear. Some profanity.