All things are possible...

In May I started raining for my first triathlon of the year, 3rd overall, if you count that first intimdating super-sprint 2 years ago (said with complete sarcasm). So far I've only managed a solid 1400m at once but that's a pretty abnormal mark to make in this girls training log. I've enjoyed running for several ears now and biking for 3 but the simple thought of scheduling laps into my workout plan used to send me into a small freak out session. Probably has something to do with my somewhat near drowning experience as a kid. I jumped straight off into a swimming pool about 1 foot higher than my short self. Arms began flailing and panic set in as I struggled to take advantage of every breath I could grab as I bobbled up and down in the water. To this day my mom has always been a heroic figure in my life for many, many reasons, but on that day neither She-Ra nor Heman could hold a candle. I was thankful for the strong way she grabbed my arm and helped me out. If only fears were that easy to snatch out of our minds. I don't believe it was any coincidence she was my traveling buddy for my first standard distance triathlon, just in case I needed rescuing again... Thankfully I made it through the swim successfully (without her motherly intercession) but I can't fully describe the level of excitement I had to see her once I walked out of the water. She was the one I wanted to see and I couldn't wait to describe the experience to her! 

All that to say its been a constant fear of mine for 20 years and I'm so thankful to say its subsided. Last spring I benefited greatly from classes offered by Lesley Brainard with Memphis Thunder Racing. Her guidance and encouragement, along with the 50m span of that scary cold abyss that faced me on Friday mornings played a big part in making what used to be the unimaginable a possibility!