The Kid Triathlon

Yesterday, I was wearng my Trideltathon Race shirt. The Trideltathon is a local sprint (meaning anything less than Olympic distance) triathlon and the race shirt has a designer looking runner, biker and swimmer. The Elder points to my shirt and says, “What’s That?”

“Oh, that’s a runner and it says ‘Run 3’,” I reply. There’s no distance indicators, so just under the picture icons is just ‘run 3’, ‘bike 6’ and ‘swim 400’.

“Okay, you run three…”

“Three Miles?”

“Yes, 3 miles,” he commanded and then sticks his foot out. His foot is my mile marker, so I begin to pretend run and he counted out the miles.

“One, Two, Three. Good. what’s next?”

“Bike, 6 miles”

“Okay.” He says as be puts his foot out indicating my mile markers. I grab my imaginary handle bars and squat down on my imaginary bike. I’m pedaling as I go through the miles.

“One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six”

“Good.” He states, then points at the last icon. “Swim 400 miles?”

“Oh no, that’s 400 meters. Miles is something completely different,” and I chuckle at the child inability to think in distance. Of course, until running, I some concept of what multiple meters were from my Physics classes but nothing that I could fathom in real life. A meter was about 3 feet because of a meter stick, but before running 5km was just 5000 meters and not 3.1 miles.

“OKay. One, Two, Three, Four, Five, Six, Seven,” He starts calling out as I freestyle in my kitchen into the living room, “Eight, Nine, Ten, Eleven, Twelve, Thirteen, Fourteen.” I start to wonder if he’s going to go all the way to 400. I know that he can get to 200 with no problem, but he is 4.5yo and I don’t think he would have the patience, I know I wouldn’t. Thankfully his “meters” were only like 2 feet before he called out the next interval.

“Fifteen, Sixteen, Seventeen, Eighteen, Nineteen, Twenty.” OKay, I am getting worried now, because he’s not tiring out.

“Twenty One, Twenty Two, Twenty Three, One Hundred, Four Hundred.”

“Yeah, Daddy finished,” I exclaimed.

“Good job, daddy.”

My first impromptu triathlon with my kids… in my house. Let me tell you, my imaginary bike… it’s sweeeet!!!

About planet3rry

I'm a husband, father and runner in the Knoxville area. I love the way that running makes me feel and how it has changed my thinking. I am always looking for the new PR whether in the 5k or the marathon