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The Joys of Being Slow

I really, really wish I was a faster biker and runner. Seriously. I am sure everyone is like "duh, we all do" but I don't want to get faster for the reason most people might think - I don't want to get faster to beat other people. I want to get faster to be able to be with other people (assuming they don't get faster too...that would defeat the whole thing!). Notice I did not include swimming...why? It is usually in a pool or smaller body of water, so people of all different paces can still hang out together. My two previous life-consuming hobbies were ballet and then waterskiing. I never had to sit out of anything related to either of those because I was not good enough.

I have been invited to both a group ride and a group run this weekend. My response to both? "No." Why? Because I am too slow to keep up with the group. There are so many times I have had to say no, or make alternate plans, or make a shorter route, or start way earlier, because I cannot keep up with the majority of people. Maybe I just surround myself with people that are fast and it would not be as big of an issue if I only knew people who were my speed or slower. Hmm...not sure how to fix that one.

It would also be nice to get a bit faster so my long training stuff did not take so damn long. For me, a 100 mile bike ride will usually take 6 hours (give or take a few minutes) and that is just riding time, so add fuel stops, pit stops, etc, and it is basically an all day affair. If I rode faster I would not be out there as long - and let's just face it...six hours on the bike does not really have any better appeal to me than, say, 4 or 5 hours...nothing great is going to happen in that last hour or two except it will get hotter and I will be one of the last few people out still riding.

Same for the run. My long run pace was usually around 11 minutes/mile for CDA. For me to get in a 21 mile run, that takes three hours and 51 minutes. If I ran 8:30 miles, I'd be done in less than three hours.

Sorry I'm just being negative today, but it gets old. I am not looking for sympathy or anything of the nature because yes I have gotten faster over the past few years, but it is all relative and I just feel like complaining today! It is not like I'm going to get faster and everyone else will stay exactly the same. Those who are faster will probably never understand either - they have never had to decline an invitation to ride or run because they are too slow...or they probably just think I am not trying hard enough.

Comments

Jane said…
I will ride and run with you!
I have moved up from snail pace to turtle pace these days.
trigirl82 said…
Haha, I understand.. believe me! :-)

And by the way, love your header photo! Super cool! I don't think I've said so before. If I have, Oh well. :-) Oh, and I totally saw your bike racked on Saturday of IM.. You were just down a bit from me. I didn't know it was yours until I saw your photos. I walked by and said to my sister, "Cool! Pink!" hahaha. :-)
Anonymous said…
Sounds all too familiar!
Coach Liz said…
Hey, I'm slow too. And I have gotten slower as the years tick by. That''s why I have given up on sprint and Oly distance races. I can't hang with the pack. At least I will age up to the 40-44 age group next year and that might give me some advantage.
I totally understand too Kathleen! Only to me, you're one of the fast ones! I have finally found a few people who have similar running and cycling paces as me, it's really nice.
Anonymous said…
Hmmm, thought I was your pace and that we ran together all the time.....at least we trained for a marathon and two Ironman together.

Shell
Holly said…
I'd settle for just getting invited to rides...(sniff, sniff)..preferably on Saturday mornings so I could actually ride the full distance without having to cut it short for church.

I bet you could ride circles around me...

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