Back in the saddle again… well, almost.

These are my swimsuits, hanging to dry on little white hooks in my bathtub…

Nice 'n colorful, huh?

Wait a minute.  I haven’t worn one of these colorful little numbers in… um… 8 months. (I think they’re probably dry by now.)

This is my bike.  Well, mine is the lime green Cannondale behind my husband Barry’s red one.  See it?  Leaning against the lawn fertilizer thing with the garden hose in it.  My helmet is hanging from the handlebars and I’m pretty sure my riding gloves are in my helmet.  I’m not sure, because I have to climb over Barry’s Harley to get to it…

If it weren't lime green, I might not be able to FIND it.

This is our bike rack.  Need I say more?

'Nuff said.

And this is my running and bike gear, hanging behind my laundry door, totally accessible at any moment…

Just about everything I need, handy-dandy.

So.

What’s the problem?

Oh, just putting on a swimsuit and heading to the YMCA.

Hopping over that Harley and rolling my bike out of our shed.

Attaching the bike rack to my car.

Putting on some bike/running gear and hitting the road.

We, as human beings, can make simple things so complicated.

It’s not that I don’t want to swim, bike and run.  I do.  I really, really do.  I want to compete in at least 2, but hopefully 3, sprint triathlons this summer.

So what’s been making me put off beginning a training program?  Yep.  Putting on a swimsuit, rolling my bike out of my shed, putting on some running stuff and opening my front door.

That’s it.

If we really look closely at our lives, there is always an hour here and there to do something phenomenal… something that makes us feel wonderful.

I’m gonna re-claim those hours.  For me.  For my family.

And one more thing.

I know myself well enough to know that I need something to train for.   Two summers ago, I did my first Sprint Triathlon and it was an exhilarating experience for someone like me who had never, ever attempted anything like this.  I had to dig deeper into my heart, mind and soul than I ever thought possible.

Last summer, I dug even deeper and did a 70.3 Ironman.

And 3 weeks and 2 days ago, I ran my first marathon.

I know we’ve all heard the saying that every journey begins with one step.  Well, my first step is heading out to my shed and rolling out my bike.

I think the rest will be the most awesome journey to some new adventure.

I just have to do it.

Back in the saddle again… well, almost. was last modified: May 24th, 2011 by Sharon Couto
SHOWHIDE Comments (5)
  1. Ditto on the HUGE congratulations on running the marathon! I’ve no doubt you will be back in the saddle again soon. I think there is always a little voice inside ourselves that tells us when it’s time – with regard to most things in life. Hmmm, I’ve been wanting a new bike and now I’m thinking lime green! 😉

  2. I just love you Sharon. I finally am getting myself together and find the same to be true. There were always obstacles that mainly were just in my mind. Now I’ve been doing pilates and yoga every morning and night, and whenever I can fit it in between too! I actually look forward to it. But just getting started is the hardest part!

    Steph

Back in the saddle again… well, almost. was last modified: May 24th, 2011 by Sharon Couto