|honestly, the changing clothes aspect is what|
freaks me out the most.
Here's the rub though.
My new gym has a very nice pool, and I would kind of like to use it. Especially since the month of February was my most injury-plagued month ever in my life (one injury, but a stupid, tenacious one), and I started remembering that swimming is a great, low impact workout that could be perfect for a gimpy girl like me! I emailed a friend who used to be sporty but who has since given it up, and asked her if she had some goggles I could borrow. Not only did she lend me goggles to keep indefinitely, but she gave me a swim cap (which I'm a bit scared to try on), and while we were chatting, something else came up.
Apparently, she still has a really nice racing bicycle that's just chilling out in her scary basement. It needs a bit of work, but could be totally serviceable--and she'd let me use it. So now it seems like my biggest excuse: I don't want to pay a ton of money for a good racing bike, is out the window.
I'm trying not to get ahead of myself because presently I've only ridden my bike once and I still haven't gone swimming, but there's a germ of an idea there.
I mean, if life gives you lemons, you make lemonade ergo, if life lends you a nice racing bike, you must do a tri-athalon? Even with the free bike, this sounds like a lovely new way to spend gobs of money on gear and registration fees all in the name of 'health.' Or you could look at it as a great way to potentially kill myself doing the Escape From Alcatraz Tri-Athalon that Danie and I talked about doing two years ago... remember that, Danie? How awesome would it be to escape from Alcatraz?