Introduction

I'm a naturally unathletic person. Everyone has talents in certain areas... let's just say that I'm anti-talented in athleticism (and dating, but that's beside the point). I am fighting the literally uphill battle against my unathletic predispositions. I am becoming an athlete, not for weight loss or to fit into social norms, but for me; a stronger, healthier human being. Hurrah!

A bit of history: I started training for a triathlon with my mom last year right after a rather unpleasant heartbreak. We're continuing our early saga of MWF class from 6:30-7:30 a.m. and we have improved INCREDIBLY. No one would guess by looking at us that we're athletic, but the muscles and endurance prove both our efforts and our ability.

I have gotten to the point that I crave exercise. I want a hard workout. Right now a big challenge is holding back so I don't injure myself- finding and pushing myself to my limit, but not beyond. I must progress as a tortoise, not a hare. My win will not be finishing a race first, but completing a race. After that, my win will be beating my own time, not beating others. After that, my win will be completing a harder race, and so on.

My mantra is simple: I am strong.