I am 28 now, hardly an old crony, but life in busy Sydney Australia has meant my belly is softer than the excuses I use to convince myself I am in good shape.
ByAdam Jowett
Have I Lost My Mind? Or Just My Patience?
In the beginningthere were athletes, then came the partner, the career, the education, the commitments, the laziness, the belly, the end.
Ok maybe a little too gloom and doom but you get the drift. It is a familiar tale of many a man and women, athletic "potentials" in their teens, toned "naturals" as they approach their twenties, nicely rounded "career minded professionals" as they approach their thirties.
It is a stage I hit a few more years ago than I care to remember. I am 28 now, hardly an old crony, but life in busy Sydney Australia has meant my belly is softer than the excuses I use to convince myself I am in good shape.
So it is now, with the aid of some enthusiastic workmates that I move off into the land of triathlons. I have always watched triathlon as a child here in Australia, and with the international success of the Aussie athletes, that the moment appears to be a long swim, a bum numbing ride and a heart breaking marathon "just to round things off" was made to look like a stroll in the park (well kinda a swim in the pool, then a ride down the shops, then a stroll in the park ... well you get the point).
Of course I knew it was more fun than that description, in fact I have even heard from people that it is down right addictive, this usuallyt coming from people with rippling "abbadabbas" and a crazy thirst for any drink that’s green and ends in "ade".
So am I insane, have I lost mind, or just lost my patience with "western" lazy life? Whichever it is, it's time to realise some of that "potential".
I am ready, I am willing, but am I able? I guess in the upcoming months I will find that out.
Current Inventory: Old basketball shoes Old goggles No bike No fancy-pancy electronic stuff No idea
Current Skill Levels: Swim: 25m - puff puff, 50m - wheeze, 100m - oh dear god spare me. Bike: I did a 50 meter wheelie when I was 12 once, ummm ... Run: Once a good runner, now a good "run-away-er."
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90 kilos (200 pounds) and 3 legs!
I am 28 now, hardly an old crony, but life in busy Sydney Australia has meant my belly is softer than the excuses I use to convince myself I am in good shape.
By Adam Jowett
Have I Lost My Mind? Or Just My Patience?
In the beginning there were athletes, then came the partner, the career, the education, the commitments, the laziness, the belly, the end.
Ok maybe a little too gloom and doom but you get the drift. It is a familiar tale of many a man and women, athletic "potentials" in their teens, toned "naturals" as they approach their twenties, nicely rounded "career minded professionals" as they approach their thirties.
It is a stage I hit a few more years ago than I care to remember. I am 28 now, hardly an old crony, but life in busy Sydney Australia has meant my belly is softer than the excuses I use to convince myself I am in good shape.
So it is now, with the aid of some enthusiastic workmates that I move off into the land of triathlons. I have always watched triathlon as a child here in Australia, and with the international success of the Aussie athletes, that the moment appears to be a long swim, a bum numbing ride and a heart breaking marathon "just to round things off" was made to look like a stroll in the park (well kinda a swim in the pool, then a ride down the shops, then a stroll in the park ... well you get the point).
Of course I knew it was more fun than that description, in fact I have even heard from people that it is down right addictive, this usuallyt coming from people with rippling "abbadabbas" and a crazy thirst for any drink that’s green and ends in "ade".
So am I insane, have I lost mind, or just lost my patience with "western" lazy life? Whichever it is, it's time to realise some of that "potential".
I am ready, I am willing, but am I able? I guess in the upcoming months I will find that out.
Here is how I start things off:
Aim: Newcastle Foreshore Triathlon (6 February 2005)
S: 500m(550 yds)
B: 18km(28.8 miles)
R: 5km(8 mile)
Current Inventory:
Old basketball shoes
Old goggles
No bike
No fancy-pancy electronic stuff
No idea
Current Skill Levels:
Swim: 25m - puff puff, 50m - wheeze, 100m - oh dear god spare me.
Bike: I did a 50 meter wheelie when I was 12 once, ummm ...
Run: Once a good runner, now a good "run-away-er."
Training plan:
Couch to Sprint program
The quest begins ... see you in a week or two (god willing!).
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