Watching The 2016 Olympic Triathlon

I get an odd mix of joy and sadness whenever I watch the Olympic triathlon. For many years I competed with the girls who’ll be taking to the start line just a few hours from now.

I’m a huge supporter of Team USA Triathlon and I wish only the best for the team but there’s a huge part of me that wishes that I was toeing the start line.

My Triathlon Beginnings

Like many, I started as a swimmer and my first taste of triathlon was actually in the form of a swim run competition that my swimming club was invited to enter.

I won that race.

Seeing that I had potential, my parents got me a bike and a pair of running shoes. From that moment, my life was dedicated to the holy trinity – swim, bike and run.

Rising Through The Ranks

From the age of 12 to 21 I gave triathlon my all; the sports a cruel master and demanded sacrifices of blood, sweat, and tears.

I gave it everything.

A Ride That Changed It All

4 years ago, I went out on a ride that changed everything and left me in a pretty bad way.

I left the house to head out and meet up with my club buddies for our Sunday ride and the next thing I remember is waking up in a hospital bed a week later having been put in a medical coma.

Getting Back on My Feet

It’s been 4 long 4 years, that’s for sure.

I’ve relearnt how to walk.

I’ve relearnt how to run.

… And now I’m going to relearn how to race.

I’m Going To Get My Killer Instinct Back

When I watch the girls line up on the start line this Saturday it will be the most motivating sight. While it could have been me standing there, there’s no reason why I can’t start racing my way back up to the pro ranks.

I use to have the ability and I certainly know how to eat and train like a professional athlete.

It seems that little has changed, I still need specialist running shoes for my flat feet, I still ride with a ridiculously high cadence and I still love swimming the most out of the 3 sports.

Jenna is back baby.

Plan of Attack

So how do we approach this? Well, one thing’s for sure, I’m certainly not going to be racing this season. I’m fat, unfit and certainly in no shape to race.

August – November

Traditionally, September and October have been recovery months, months where many athletes who’ve raced for the last 6 months take some time to recover and rest.

November – January

Starting November 1st it’s into the training – a 3 month base building block where it’s all about long, slow, steady miles with a fast session of each sport each week.

January – March

January marks the start of the hard work.

If possible I’m going to get myself away somewhere warm, somewhere I can get the miles in and preferably with a few hills (something we’re missing here in Florida).

The first 3 months of the year are all about getting the weight off and developing the power.

March – April

These 2 months are all about getting some speed and taking part in a few sprint races that while aren’t A races can be used to get a bit of speed into the old legs.

May – September

Racing – I can’t wait to start racing over these 5 months.

I’ll be using this blog to keep everyone up-to-date with my progress.