Always A First - Featured Writer Dawn Larson-Rainforth
2 summers ago, a friend of mine mentioned she was entering a 5km race in her home city. I was in awe. When she said she was entering a 10km...I could hardly imagine doing such a distance. I could hardly run 3km without having to stop every other minute!
Then came the day when she called up and asked me to join her. I was shocked! Me? A person who only had distant memories of the Cross-Country Running Club in high school....coming in last in the only race I signed up for? With her reassurance that it was a "Walk or Run 10km" distance....I could walk whenever I wanted to- I decided I would join her. I was good at walking!
It ended up being the hottest day that summer. From what I can remember....I did try to run a lot of it, and I think I had heatstroke at the end of the 1 hour and 10 minute ordeal. Little did I know it was the beginning of my love for running...and a whole lot of other things......
Fast forward to this summer.
10 race bibs later....and I felt ready for more. When someone mentioned a Triathlon....I was in. Why not? I loved to bike and swim just as much as run. Put them together and you have a pretty well-rounded race on your hands...'er....feet. I trained a bit over the summer. With the "thought" of a September Triathlon in my mind...I biked Saturday mornings, ran 3 to 4 times a week, and swam a few mornings. I told everyone I knew I was "going to do my first Triathlon" in the fall. But I never signed up. I kept training, kept on "bragging"....but something held me back. I felt so unsure of myself. What WAS I thinking...doing all 3 sports in a couple hours back-to-back (to back)? Besides...I was a mother of 4 kids. There wasn't time! I felt older than I really was and "out of the game" compared to all the "elites" out there. What was I thinking......me? I was NOT an athlete!
One night I was laying there....trying to get up enough nerve to sign up online...a thought hit me. If I hadn't of tried that 10km race with my friend a couple years back...I wouldn't have 10 race bibs and a few medals pinned to my wall. I wouldn't be able to say I knocked 11 minutes off my 10km run. I wouldn't be able to say I had ran 2 races on incredible mountain trails with magestic mountains as the backdrop. I got up and signed on. It was done. I had a few weeks to really "get ready".
To make a long story (kind of) short.....
I TRI-ed it!I Did it and FINISHED!
I made it through the scariest (Open Water) swim ever..... I hopped on my (borrowed) race bike and pedaled my 20km to the run Transition.....And I ran the 5km Trail Run to the finish line....where I crossed the Finish Line and the only thought I could think (after I caught my breath and felt my legs slowly return)...was that I DID it...and I wanted to do it again.
Now....
I have another race bib on the wall. Along with a picture of me crossing the Finish, and all I can think is that I want to do it again next summer-an Olympic Distance next July.
And who knows- after that ....there's always a Half Ironman Distance......then there's the Ironman......
Dawn Larson-Rainforth
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