I can’t even claim to be new to asking for help because quite frankly, I still stink at it. For the most part, I forego asking for help and muddle along on my own. I’m not proud of it, it’s just an MO that I can’t get out of.
But every now and then, I realize that I really can’t accomplish things on my own and I whole-heartedly dive into getting help.
4 years ago, I did that very thing after I signed up for my first Ironman race. I knew I didn’t have all the tools to go it alone so I joined a group, asked for help and the overwhelming support that comes from asking for help was unleashed on me.
I joined a triathlon club and joined group rides immediately. It was hard (at first) to be new to joining a group ride but in no time at all, I craved going. Even when my alarm went off at 4:40 am, I was excited to meet up and ride every Tuesday and Thursday morning. The more I talked to everyone and the more I let them in to what I was trying to do, the more I found we had in common.
And then, I got invited to a training weekend in Lake Placid.
One thing triathletes are extremely generous with is their knowledge & support. Since I was the ‘new kid’ to Ironman Lake Placid, I was taken under just about everyone’s wing. I was helped with the course, with tackling hill (both uphill and down) and with enjoying long training rides. That weekend alone gave me the confidence to know that in less than 2 months, I would make it through race day.
Four years have passed and I still have the same support group and I just finished a weekend in Lake Placid. Almost everyone who was there for my first training weekend was there again, plus a few new faces. There was training and laughing, eating and sharing while getting reacquainted with the course and with this amazing support team that welcomed me back with open arms.
If only I could remember that when you ask for help, you get what you need. Because honestly, most people are like the awesome people I was with this weekend – the kind of people who want us all to succeed.