So, I turn 40 in 3 months.
But 40 is the new 30, right?? Shoot….turning 40 is better than the alternative…..so I will do my best to EMBRACE it!!!
If you regularly read my blog, you know that several friends and I just surprised my dear friend Becky
by “helping her” turn 40 in Cancun.
We had the time of our life. Bonding. Zip lining. Sun bathing. Encouraging each other. Laughing, laughing, laughing. Her 40th was a riot.
My 40th is going to be a little different. I have signed up to do my first triathlon the day after I turn 40. Gulp.
So I entered a Team Triathlon with 2 dear friends and altho’ we didn’t break any records, we had a great time and got a feel for what a triathlon involves.
Then I went with my friend Christie
last summer and watched the all women’s “Win for KC Women’s Triathlon” at Smithville Lake just outside of Kansas City.
(my sweet friend Christie!)
I saw women of all ages, all fitness levels, and all shapes competing.
I knew the triathlon date would be around my birthday again this year and thought……what a gift to myself to try to be in the best physical condition of my adult life when I turn 40.
I believed I could do it except for that one little thing…..oh yeah, I can’t swim.
Ok, I can swim with my head above water……which is kind of like watching a turtle trudge thru water.
I have never been in a lake without a life vest.
I had to get “rescued” once by a lifeguard as a child at a “sandpit” (let’s hear it for the farm girls who even know what that is!!!)
I float fine, I just can’t put my face under water without plugging my nose.
And when I say I can’t put my head under water…..I literally mean I sometimes snort water in the shower if I get too much water in my face.
THAT’S what I am talking about. I know……it’s bizarre.
So, I hired a swim instructor last August to give me swim lessons. I wanted to look this fear in the face! At our first lesson, she patiently held my hands for what seemed like 10 minutes before I could finally duck my head under water without plugging my nose. She was a Godsend.
You can laugh. But fear is a powwwwwwwwerful thing. Old habits are HARD to break. I come from a family of nose pluggers! It’s a generational curse that I am breaking for my children!!!!!! They.will.not.plug.their.noses!!!!
By the end of the 4 swim lessons, I was able to swim the length of the pool swimming correctly….although still causing the pool levels to dip because I was still snorting so much water.
I took the winter off and started swimming again 2 months ago in a lap pool. My dear friend Shauna, who was at one point in pre-Olympic trials for the butterfly stroke, has stepped up as my personal swim instructor. She promises I will not drown. I promise I will not disappoint her.
And so….the day I turn 40 is the day before I swim a half mile in Smithville Lake.
(the entrance into the water at last year’s tri)
And then bike 12 miles.
(bike transition area)
And then run 3.1 miles on legs that feel like jello!
I anticipate my birthday being filled with carbing up, praying alot, nervous diarrhea and a sleepless night. Sounds fun, huh??? It a longgggggggg way from Cancun baby. What am I thinking?
I have 6 friends competing in the triathlon with me. We are all doing a formal 7 week training class at a lake together leading up to the tri day….so this will be a blast after I get thru the “not drowing part”.
But, I just want you blog readers to know that I AM DOING THIS AFRAID.
Awhile back, my friend Becky put this on Facebook:
”I loved reading The Nester’s blog about being a risk taker. As I read it, I looked over and saw my magnet from Joyce Meyer’s which reads ‘Be a Risk Taker!’ As I turned 40, I was zip-lining in with friends in Cancun- total risk. My friends took a risk to join us in Cancun despite what was going on in their lives. I hope to take more risks this year. What risks do you want to take?”
I feel like I am literally risking my life to experience a competition that I have wanted to try for years. And so I pose to you……what risks will you take this year?????
Come on ladies…..tell me!