Facebook is a funny thing. Some of it I love. Some of it I don’t and sometimes it depends on the day. Today was a day that I loved. I had a memory pop up into my feed of a post from this date in 2013 that read the following:
Ok, I’m putting it out there since it seems to be getting out……I signed up for the September Danskin Triathlon for September. 1/2 Swim in Sandy Hook Bay, 10 mile biking, and 3 mile run (maybe walk). My goal is just to complete it and not die:)
What a great reminder.
When I wrote this post, I was just starting to work out after I’m talking YEARS off and having three c-section babies. I had not done anything other than chasing kids for a long time. Even though it was purely by accident that I even heard of the race, it was even a bigger surprise that I signed up for it. I had a very persistent friend talk me into it. I’m so glad she did.
This Facebook memory is perfect after yesterday’s post. Looking back, I had no business signing up to run a Sprint Triathlon. I couldn’t swim 2 laps without stopping in a pool and I won’t even mention that I wasn’t swimming with proper form. Not only did I not have the right bike, but I only ever rode my bike around the campgrounds on vacation. Then there was the running. I hated it because I couldn’t do it. I got winded running out to my car.
None of that mattered at all though.
What I did have was a willingness to push myself. To take myself out of my comfort zone. To know that no matter what I was going to give it my all and not give up. I had passion. I had drive. I had attitude. I may also have been an idiot, but at least I was an idiot who was willing to do what it took.
Part of the reason that I pushed myself so hard was to prove to myself and those who doubted me that I could do it. Now it is not others doubting my abilities, it is me. So maybe instead of doubting myself, it is time to prove what I can do.
It is time to go old school (back to 2013).
Time to start setting some realistic goals or for that matter any goals.