V Cars Diary of a Novice Triathlete
Swimming 750m across a lake this Sunday morning at 8am.
Over the last week, I’ve been asking myself the same question over and over again: is there any way I can get out of this?
As PR man for VCARS.co.uk (Used Cars, No Fuss), I thought this would be a great way to raise the profile of the VCARS Open Water Swim. I’m hoping readers of this blog feel a certain sense of duty to buy their cars through VCARS.
I’ve regularly been the sort of person who acts first and thinks later, it’s creativity’s way I always tell myself. However, on this occasion, I can’t help thinking I should have put a little bit more thought into what I’m about to do.
Living in Nottingham, it looks like I’m going to have to drive down to Ham Lake on Sunday morning. I’ve just bought a new car – a little runaround, which I’m going to thoroughly enjoy driving back and forth. So far so good. Hang on. Reaching Ham Lake at 8am means I’ll have to be up for 5ish. See – didn’t think that through either. I asked a decent triathlete for a bit of advice the other day, he told me to get there early and get a feel for the water. If I was to get there any earlier there’d be little point in me going to bed.
I’ve really not done anywhere near as much training as I would have hope and my arthritic knee has begun playing up. This is a terrible idea. I’m going to be getting cold feet on Sunday morning, that’s for sure. And I’ve definitely got them already.
Come on Paul, where’s the Olympian spirit? Ah, the Olympian spirit. That never say die attitude, the perseverance, the bravery, the application. That’s just not me. I’m easily excited and there’s no-one more enthusiastic at the start of a project than I – positively fecund with ideas and drive.
However, this is the bit I struggle with, the actual doing.
I’ve got to prove to myself that I can do this swim. I feel like I’m in a race with myself. In the water up ahead there’s the other Paul. The Paul I’d like to be: measured, committed, relaxed, confident, assured, reliable… adult. While real Paul, the man I actually AM, is scared witless. A 42-year old man with the mind of a nervous, timid child.
Perhaps this swim is going to be a baptism? It will wash away my sins? I will emerge from Ham Lake cover in mud and gunge but, ultimately, re-born? A new man. A man who is ready to become all the things he could be. You know, there’s a big part of me that wants that. I’ve been moping around my house recently telling my wife ‘I need a new hobby’. I think that’s just a euphemism for ‘I’m a bit bored with myself.’
On Sunday morning, I’m confident I won’t be bored with myself any more.
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