You really think you can do it?

The picture and title above really say it all. For years I have been avoiding the fact that I am a wee bit out of shape, but today it starts. In a little less then 180 days I will be lining up for my first triathlon. Since I planned this half-baked idea around a month ago I have been asked one main question: "Do you really think you can do it?" To be 100% honest, yes I do believe I can do it. Will I set any course records? Absolutely not, but that's not want I want to accomplish during this. My main goal is to finish the triathlon(which is a 1600 yard swim followed by a 24.9 mile bike ride followed by a 6.2 mile run) in a acceptable time(which I will reveal at a later date) and to not have a heart attack or quit during. When I break it down in my head only two things scare the living crap out of me. The first is the swim. The swim starts with each athlete climbing down a metal ladder into the water and treading water until we start. For some reason I hate that idea. I would much rather have a beach start like every triathlon that I have ever seen on tv before. The second thing that scares me is the run. To simply put it; I hate running. I always have, and I don't believe that will change anytime in the near future. I am the person that once said in a soccer game that I need to learn how to run. The bike is the only part of the whole thing that I am 100% confident about(and at this stage will be the only aspect of the race that I will most definitely excel in.)

I know that in no way shape or form will the training, or actual act of completing the triathlon will be easy. I believe that I have a pretty good training program(you will know how it's going day by day via this blog), and plenty of time(in my eyes) to do what I need to do to drop the excess weight and get in the shape that I need to be in by August 29th,2010.

I had this grand idea when I decided to do this to talk about my past as an athlete and how much weight I've gained, how out of shape I am, and how I once at 35 Wendy's chicken nuggets to win a bet, but I decided that 1; That's none of your damn business and 2; I think the main reason I have gotten to the Dom Deluise like size I am today is because I have dwelled to much on how I USED to look, and what I USED to do to stay fit. I just can't do that anymore. Don't get me wrong, my future writings will have sprinkles of gems that deal with the road I took to get to the point where my dad(who is not exactly in the best shape either) told me: "be careful" when I told him I was going to shovel my driveway the other day. I plan on updating this everyday from now until at least August 30th. Hopefully along the way I can inspire hope and a some comedic relief for people all while tracking my progress, and preparedness so that when I cross the finish line on August 29th I won't immediately need an oxygen mask and medical attention.

I am not going to lie, the first couple weeks of me talking about my training are going to be brutally boring because it is all going to be light, somewhat easy workouts to better prep my body for the hell that will occur in the coming weeks and months. For instance the past two days I have done a total of 30 minutes on the treadmill and an additional 60 minutes on the bike(indoors on a trainer, which may be the most boring thing EVER). All in all I feel good, today I do have minor tightness in my legs and my ass is sore(the meat, not the hole). I am assuming that those will subside as I get more in depth with training. I start swimming tomorrow and will try and do anywhere form 700 to 2000 yards in addition to another 30 min on the treadmill and some light upper body weight training. I am going to fully assume that my first day in the pool will not be easy and therefore be filled with a good story or two. Thanks for reading!
-Bryan