This evening I did an open-water swim clinic with my triathlon coach and a couple of the other people he coaches. Since my swim in the triathlon last weekend was my very first open-water swim with a wetsuit, I thought some practice was in order. As I look back on this evening’s little workout, the most positive thing I can say is that it was a learning experience. Not only did I lose one of my ear plugs early on, which caused me to be horribly dizzy and nauseous for the rest of the swim, but I was also by far the slowest swimmer. I’m not sure why it bothered me so much tonight, but it did. Maybe it’s because I was feeling so proud of myself. I guess I was getting a little cocky, so when I saw how slow I really am, it was more of a blow than it otherwise would have been. By the time I got out of the water, I was seriously rethinking my intention to do that half-ironman in August. Wow! It’s amazing how low a little pride can eventually bring you. It’s hard sometimes to balance confidence and humility. How far do I let my excitement about my accomplishments and my confidence in myself take me before it becomes pride and starts to hurt me? On the positive side, I was reminded tonight that I can’t afford to get lazy. Less than 2 months to go, but a lot can change in 2 months.
On another positive note, J gets home tomorrow night. Hooray!