Monday, September 14, 2009

First Sprint Tri

Any person. Any age. Any fitness level. And a bike crash.

A year ago, I couldn't run more than 2 rounds of a track, swim more than 2 laps of a pool without stopping and cycling to me, was renting a bike at the east coast park.

No one understood why I wanted to do it. I couldn't explain it too. But I had thrown myself so completely outside of my comfort zone the past year, it didn't matter anymore.

I loaded up the car.

Turned up at the race.

And CRASHED.

It was the turning before the second loop of the bike route. I crashed on the bike taking the turn too quickly and landed on my helmet. My face and stomach hit a branch. My neck was sprained badly and I struggled to get up. The bike chain came off. A crowd gathered to see if I was ok and a guy helped me put back the bike chain. They asked me if I was ok? If I needed first aid? I was pretty dazed but found myself asking if the bike was ok? Could I stil ride it? They said yeah you can still ride it and I said I want to go on. As I wobbled up on the bike, the crowd which gathered around started to clap.


I didn't realise how bad I looked until I finished the race and people started looking at me sympathetically and offering me tissues and water. It was only when I looked at the car mirror that I realised my face was entirely streaked with mud and swollen from the fall. From the way I looked you would've guessed I did an adventure race through a jungle and fought a crocodile!

I didn't want to fall...it was my worst fear realised. The lowest low of my physical and mental limitations but if you had to ask me what the last year has been like and how it has changed me, this would've been the defining moment. The old girl would've quit but in trying and trying so hard the last year, I had rehearsed this a hundred times before. Falling down, picking myself up.

So when it came down to it, I knew what I had to do after the crash.

Dust the dirt off. No bones broken? Keep going.

9 Comments:

Blogger A cupcake or two said...

Ouchie! Well done Carrie!

7:44 PM  
Blogger Jill said...

OMG are you ok?? Are you back at work? Will check on you tomorrow.

7:28 AM  
Anonymous imp said...

well done. that's true grit.

12:10 AM  
Blogger Carrie said...

Thanks tiff, back to sg soon?
Jill, did i tell u i started quantifying my personal injuries after it happened? whiplash (how much) contusion (how much) laceration (how much).
Imp - thanks for checking in on me ere'!

7:06 AM  
Anonymous ivan said...

Haha! No pain, no gain! :)

3:56 AM  
Blogger Carrie said...

ivan - yo there!

9:25 AM  
Blogger opus2 said...

woo hoooo!!! you go, carrie. *applause*!! True grit and determination. (hope you're ok!)

10:26 AM  
Blogger Ivan Chew said...

Read this post and went "Wah" twice. The first was from the poignancy of your writing. The second was the physical challenge you've set and attained. Darn. Logging off now. Hitting the stationary bike.

6:01 AM  
Blogger zewt said...

i admire your perserverence... it's a good thing...

5:49 PM  

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