Lace up and just Tri

Tri this. Tri that.
Tri to run and tackle the brick
Jump on my bike and tackle the air
Then with fire in my thighs,
my reserves running low,
tackle with gusto
another run.

Rome wasn’t built in a day, 
and I wasn’t either.
One brick at a time
One day at a time.

Always standing and staring
at the edge of the pool, 
with a lump in my chest, 
but today I will face my fears.
Dive-in maybe not head first, 
but definitely feet first.
My body will lead the way
as it has always led.

I want to Tri everything
without the slighest reservations.
Land. Air. Water.
I will Tri it all without hestation.
I want to live empowered.