Jog 3 miles. I went slow, but today for the first time--somehow despite shunning all exertion for, what, almost a month?--I felt like I could do the whole distance. Yes, I've been running for six months and today I could run three miles. Dedication, baby.
I had the unrealistic plan to do all my distances today--a sprint triathlon after almost a month of nothing more than walking and bike commutes, this after reading but not heeding The Woman Triathlete. But I forgot my swimsuit so I only spun.
I wanted to use a spinning bike because they are closer to actual riding than Lifecycles, but I only just found out today that because they are meant for class, they have no metering, no rpm or even a clock. There are only two spinning bikes outside the spinning class, and one had clips my shoes couldn't mate with so I had to use the other, with cages. I spun hard for 25 minutes, 25 minutes not 60, and I don't kid myself that my rate was close to 12 mph.
For a while now I have been dreading the run being at the end, because it is hardest. I figure the order has a few reasons. Perhaps something to do with physiology, that the body does these activities best in this order? Maybe something to do with exhaustion and danger to others, because if you swim especially in open water at the end you're more likely to drown and weary cyclists crash more and won't someone think of the children. Mostly, though, I think that most people consider the run the easiest, something possible after the others.
That I can't spin at 12 mph for 60 minutes (that I am sure of yet) doesn't bother me: I'm not in this thing to win (or place or show), and I can do the distance (she says, having not biked even six miles in a row for yonks), and if I have to walk the 5K I can do that too.
But I don't think I'll have to.