When the lovely Miz asked me to do a blog post about my recent triathlon I was honoured. I mean I adore Miz and to share my experience running across that finish line is a pretty huge accomplishment for me.
I have recently had some pretty intense health problems which have been coupled with about eight months of binge eating. I have maintained a 100lbs weight loss through this all. However, I have come to a point in my life where losing weight is not at the forefront of my mind anymore.
Healthy living and health eating is where I am choosing to put my focus.
It has been a journey fraught with breakdowns, unkept promises, prayers, counseling but most importantly a new and deep connection with my soul. With myself.
Part of my focus on maintaining a healthy lifestyle has been to challenge myself on a physical level. When I heard about the Pink Triathlon I knew that I had to sign up. Three weeks before the event I went over to my friends house to get advice on running a short triathlon. I had running shoes and had run in a 10km and 12km race previously. However, biking? Swimming? Yeah not prepared at all.
I looked online, got a schedule that the Triathlon provided and got crackin. I bought every gadget possible for swimming including the dreaded swimming suit ? Early morning swims, bike rides, and runs consumed my life for three weeks.
I loved it. I felt totally in my element. I was going to run a tri!
The day came and I was a ball full of nerves. I had my swimming suit on as well as my lycra pants. I did not want anyone to see me running from the pool to my bike in my swimming suit (I am not even sure the bikini area has even seen sun this year or a razor for that matter). Anyways, I thought to myself ‘who cares, you’re gonna run in your suit and you’re gonna love it.’ Running in a tight swimming suit is humbling, FREEING!
The triathlon was the pinnacle of my shift from a dieter to a healthy living fitness focused girl. One where the ‘binge monster’ could not thrive. I felt powerful. I crossed that line. I got my medal. I smiled.
Then I signed up for more. I did not get first place, I did not set a record. What I did was put a gold star in my mind. I am a winner in my book. So I am journeying to the next tri in about three weeks time.
I remember on the bike when I was ‘lazer gunning’ the competition saying to myself ‘I am my own superhero!’ May you as well, get your cape out, it will help you soar!
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