{"id":59,"date":"1999-07-13T12:00:14","date_gmt":"1999-07-13T20:00:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.mynameiskate.com\/blog\/1999\/07\/13\/triathlon-junior-high-memories\/"},"modified":"2007-04-25T21:10:38","modified_gmt":"2007-04-26T05:10:38","slug":"triathlon-junior-high-memories","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.mynameiskate.com\/blog\/1999\/07\/13\/triathlon-junior-high-memories\/","title":{"rendered":"Triathlon: Junior High Memories"},"content":{"rendered":"\n\n\n\n\n
Current totals:<\/strong><\/em><\/td>\n<\/td>\nOther:<\/strong><\/em><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
Running<\/td>\n10.6 miles<\/td>\n<\/td>\nHiking<\/td>\n7 miles<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
Biking<\/td>\n45.1 miles<\/td>\n<\/td>\nCanoeing<\/td>\n40 minutes<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n
Swimming<\/td>\n3950 feet<\/td>\n<\/td>\nSoccer<\/td>\n3 games<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/table>\n

 
\nAll the encouragement and beautiful sunny weather convinced me to wake up early on Sunday to go jogging. Steve and I chose a nice, forested park with winding trails that caters to horses but allows joggers as well.
\n 
\nAs I began to run, I realized that I had not been jogging since high school, unless there was a bus to catch or a class I was late for. I had never voluntarily gone running. <\/em> So all my running memories are wrapped up in a junior-high haze of hellish gym classes. My asthma hit when I reached puberty in seventh grade, but it was not diagnosed until college. This made for torture whenever a gym teacher decided to make us run The Mile. (Why was it always a mile? Never more than one, never less.) I still have very visceral memories of trying to get my breath back after struggling through four laps, of fighting dizziness and the urge to lay down. Of course I couldn’t just walk The Mile – everyone would have thought I was a wuss! So I ended up pushing myself farther than I should have.
\n 
\nNot only that, but one time in seventh grade, someone told me I looked funny when I ran. And with the amazing power that only a popular person’s opinion in junior high can have, I modified my running style to look more casual, less all-out. To this day, I still jog like that (when I’m sprinting, I run more naturally).
\n 
\nSo, I was hit with all these unpleasant memories as we started jogging. I found myself falling into the pattern I had always followed: step, step, breathe in, step, step, breathe out. Try that when jogging – you’ll notice it’s pretty fast breathing.
\n 
\nBut then, a strange thing happened: it went away. My body warmed up fairly quickly, and I found myself breathing more slowly. As I ran, I marveled at the fact that I was running and actually felt okay. It was a big moment for me. I still had to use my inhaler a few times, and got a little tired, but most of the time I found a good pace and stride that was fairly comfortable.
\n 
\nOur stride was interrupted by a scary<\/a> dog incident, though, and Steve had to go easy on his (injured) legs, so we only ran about 2 miles. It was a good start, though – I’d definitely go again. Having company really made a difference, too. I was much less bored with someone to talk to, even if we only spoke a little.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Current totals: Other: Running 10.6 miles Hiking 7 miles Biking 45.1 miles Canoeing 40 minutes Swimming 3950 feet Soccer 3 games   All the encouragement and beautiful sunny weather convinced me to wake up early on Sunday to go jogging. Steve and I chose a nice, forested park with winding trails that caters to horses […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[27],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-59","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-triathlon"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mynameiskate.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/59","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mynameiskate.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mynameiskate.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mynameiskate.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mynameiskate.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=59"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.mynameiskate.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/59\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mynameiskate.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=59"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mynameiskate.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=59"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mynameiskate.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=59"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}