So, I’m a tri-athlete. Well, not yet, but I’m training to be one. After returning from seeing Dad off, there was a flyer for Team In Training‘s program to help fight Leukemia & Lymphoma. I took it as a sign and decided to go for the Triathlon. Call me a glutton.

Training has just started and I’m already in the swing of things. Got up at 6:30am on both Saturday AND Sunday. Saturday was the second time I had been running in years (first was last Wenesday and my legs have just started to think about forgiving me). It went pretty well, actually. I’m not a big fan of running, but I have to say running’s not so bad when you have the Golden Gate Bridget to look at. I’m sure when summer takes hold here I’ll be singing a different tune, but it was acutally pretty nice.

Sunday was the first time I’ve been swimming in a looooooong time. It slayed me. Seriously. I was sucking wind mixed with just enough water to make me wish I had gills. Fun. Then, after a grueling training, they timed my 100. Heh. I guess the good side of it is that I have nowhere to go but up (or down, if you are talking about my time). In the interest of full disclosure here’s my time: 2:24. Yuck. I stopped briefly to catch my breath (pathetic, I know), so I’m hopeful I’ll see some gains as the weeks progress.

I’ll be updating here with my progress. Just a fun little experiment and a first foray into the blogging world…

Last night was a team dinner, which meant no workout. Sweet. The group I’m in is cool–four of us are actually work for video game companies, so there’s no lacking for conversation.

This morning, I woke up at 6:30 and hit the gym for a swim. It went better than Sunday did, which is a relief. Still have a ways to go. Swam 1000 meters in various combinations. Trying to get my breathing down right now. Hard to establish a good rhythm without it.

Anyhoo, if you happen to find this and want to help me in my efforts, you can donate here.