April has been all sorts of crazy. Filled with adventure, new ventures, and some new (I think) friendships.
The company I work for is the headline sponsor of a wee event called the World Triathlon Series. This consists of awesome specimens of human beings travelling all over the world to compete in triathlon events in major cities. Well, Cape Town was afforded that honour, and we moved down for a week to make awesome happen.
A short run-down from a non-athlete.
There’s two days of ogling people in tight suits. One is the olympic distance and one the sprint distance. Then there are also elites (the celebs, pros, by whichever term they go) competing on both days. The olympic distance is for the brave – a 1.5km swim, 40km cycle and 10km run. The sprint is for the novices – a 500m swim, 20km cycle and 5km run.
To top it off, you’re swimming in icy cold Cape Town water. But you cycle past the scenic ocean on Beach Road and end at the Greenpoint athletic stadium (well, that’s where it was this year).
Watching these people – diehards – made me feel like a sub-par sample of human. These people have completed three gruelling forms of exercise, and most finish it with a smile on their faces. Makes you feel like a slug. Pete’s sakes. And this was for the sprint distance. Ordinary people wanting to challenge themselves. The olympic is a whole other ballgame. I won’t even begin to think what those people go through. Even though, they also finish with smiles on their faces.
Just shows you what the human body can do. And is totally capable of. If you push it, of course, and have the sheer willpower of a mountain goat. Just throwing that in there. Needless to say, I have so much respect for every single person that completed this. They are inspiring to watch, and hopefully, I can see them finish again next year.
The best part? If you’re a person with the willpower of a mountain goat, and feel like you want to try this, you can. The sprint distance is open to novices, and this year, there was also a corporate challenge. And a schools challenge.
Will you #DareToTri in 2016?
I can’t swim to save my life, but this has inspired me to take up some other fitness activities. To feel somewhat like less of a slug when I see them next year.