Multisport is a huge challenge. Whilst training different sport disciplines separately is a doable task, combining three different disciplines in a sequence is not as simple as one might think.
And here I am.
After years of relatively sedentary life, I started to change my wayward ways and became a member of a snazzy gym but in all brutal honesty I hate gyms with a passion. My experience so far was that of either men with over inflated egos and muscles strutting their stuff trying to entice the females to look at them adoringly or women, all dolled up in designer sports wear making little effort to gain any degree of fitness, except that of saving their beautifully manicured nails. Nothing wrong in that, to each his own, but this is not for me. So after having paid my membership I inevitably start to find excuses as to why I should not visit the gym.
To this day I am not sure what happened exactly, but I found myself suddenly having my butt, figuratively, whipped by a well built personal trainer and who for some odd reason or another made me look forward to these sessions.
Fast forward a couple of months and there I was crossing, on a mountain bike, Turkey and half of Syria on the gruelling Lifecycle Challenge. Having successfully completed this arduous journey, I decided I was not going to let the fitness acquired go to waste and I find myself signing up for the Malta Half Marathon, go for swimming lessons and buying a second hand road bike.
This blog is about my journey in the world of multisports….I feel I am still in the ante-chamber of this world but look forward to the journey into the depths of this environment.
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