Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Starting from Scratch Day 1

Finally have the intended original blog posting for the Broke Back Dad project. Hope you enjoy it!

I decided today that I need a new challenge, physically, in my life so that I may perhaps stay focused on keeping in shape while enjoying the process of stealth "Old Man" rehab. About a million years ago, all I needed for focus was the female form. I know that last statement might sound a bit off but remember I was only 18 years old. I am 150 years old now! My mind is solid with no need to show off, plume my feathers or flash my colors. I am my own man, with no need for outside stimulus. The fact is, I hate to train, work out, shake my goods to the beat of some rap music. If I had my way every one of those training videos, dance videos or even weight and cardio machines would never have been invented. It is so sad that the industrial revolution, as good as it has been, was the first step in the destruction of the human physical condition.
Yes, today is the day I start my journey to embarrassment. In my naive mind, I will win the Mayflower Sprint Triathlon that is set to go off on my 51st birthday, September 4, 2010, in Plymouth, Massachusetts. Oh, and if you think this will not be my little journey to hell, then let me give you a bit more information. I cannot swim 10 feet without having a panic attack and needing to hold onto the sides of the pool. I absolutely cannot run due to severe shin splints I acquired in prep school at Bridgton Academy in Bridgton, Maine. I have not been on a bike for more than 5 minutes in the past 30 years. As you can read, I have a severe uphill battle to even think I have a chance to be competitive in this, to me, enormous challenge. The point is that if this was not a challenge, then I would no do well with my training. I never do anything half-assed. I train to win even if that means not standing on the top podium at the end of the race. I still train as though I am in the Olympics. Run 3 miles you say? Well I will train for 6. Bike 12 miles you say? Well I will train for 24. Swim .35 miles you say?.........well I am too scared to train right now so I will have to get back to you on that. I need to learn how to swim first...lol
Stay tuned. I will be diligent in the process of updating you on every gulp of water, every badly formulated explicative from my running, and if I can even find a bike, which will have to be for free, I will keep you posted on that also.
Broke Back Dad
And I do mean "Broke" "Back" "Dad" , for every one of those words describes me perfectly.

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