If you really don't give a rat's about me personally, then don't read the rest of this. It is all about me. I finished my first Triathlon yesterday. I have to admit that I was pretty scared. I am not a good swimmer. I fall off bikes. And I can run a 5K, but after swimming for 400 meters and riding a bike for 16 miles, I was worried that my wobbly legs would make me weave like a professor who helped his university become the number one party school in the country. But I have to say that social media really helped me through this. For the last 6 weeks I have been posting my workouts on Twitter and Facebook. And many people have provided both support and valuable advice. And, OK, some abuse. I set a goal of finishing in 2 hours. Number 307 (that's me) made it in 1:43. I am stoked. If you had asked me as I was crossing the line if I would ever do another triathlon, I would have said "forget it." But within twenty minutes I was talking about the next one. I guess I will have to make room for another addiction in my life. But I have never been in better shape. And it feels good to have conquered a big fear. Thanks to all of you who had such positive things to say to me — and to those of you that ridiculed me, thanks, too. You might have motivated me even more.
