During the latter half of 2015, I went from training in the gym four or five times a week, to taking a complete break. As someone who has been setting health and fitness goals for some time, it came as a huge lifestyle change for me. But as with many situations, you learn a lot from removing yourself, having time to reflect, and then forming some new goals. Your health is the greatest gift you can be given. I suddenly found a great deal of comfort in the knowledge that I am in fact in a position where I am able to better my health and fitness levels. Sadly, there are many people in this world who are physically unable to improve their fitness, just as there are a lot of people in the world who cannot afford to prioritise themselves or their own goals. Because fitness is often very selfish; it’s not something you do for other people. This idea has been hugely inspirational for me over the past six months and ultimately, I want to help those who aren’t as lucky as I have been. So, in the endeavour to raise some money for charity, I’ve signed up for two triathlons.
“To climb steep hills requires a slow pace at first” – Shakespeare
First of all, Triathlon is a bloody expensive sport. Especially if you charge into it all guns blazing. I don’t tend to do anything half-heartedly, which is great -but expensive. And then there’s the training itself, which is really hard. I’ve never done so much cardio in my life, or eaten so much pasta. And fitting it all in is difficult too, particularly at this time of year when it’s cold, dark and miserable when I get home from London. It’s a mental challenge just as much as it is a physical one. But even in the mere six weeks I’ve been training, I’ve found that this concentrated mindset not only helps me progress during every training session, it also resonates throughout every other aspect of my life. I am optimistic, focused, determined, and happy every day.
But I’m also sore every day.
Triathlon is great, because if I don’t feel like running, then I’ll go to the pool or get on the bike. However, this means I’m constantly using different muscle sets. So when I can’t walk down the stairs in the morning, my dad kindly refers to Velominati Rule #5 – ‘Harden The F*ck Up.’
Aside from his *encouraging* words, the new Deep Heat Muscle Massage Roll-On is giving me a new lease of life every day. It’s the same, infamous Deep Heat we all know and love, but in a much easier form. The roll-on means you don’t even have to use your hands, instantly cutting out that god-forbidden risk of transferring the product to somewhere like your eyes. It’s quick, easy and it works like a dream.
Over the next five months, I’m going to try and document some of my training on my blog. Although it’s been all highs so far, there’s bound to be some lows and I’ve already told my mum to expect a few tears in the lead up to race day. It’s inevitable. But I cannot wait for what is to come, and to cross that finish line.
This post is in collaboration with Deep Heat