Ever heard the expression “getting chicked?” It’s the phrase used when a woman beats a man in a sporting event. Well here’s another one for you, “getting geezered.” You’ve probably already guessed that’s the term for getting shown up by an elderly person. And I’m SICK of it!
Now I don’t want to sound ageist. Quite the contrary. It is because of the r
elentless prodding encouragement from a 77 year old triathlete with about 400 triathlons under his belt that I have stuck to my training and survived improved. But, there was a moment during my most recent tri when I decided I just can’t take gettin’ geezered anymore.
See, the wave right after mine was men 50 and up, signified by their yellow caps. I was about halfway through the swim when several of those yellow capped
old farts gentlemen swam right over top of me. Of course, they probably began doing triathlons about the time I was born. Still, enough is enough!
While I know I can continue to push myself in my cycling and running and get stronger and faster, I just haven’t been able to pick up the pace much in my swimming. So, I’ve signed up for a month-long Masters swim class through the local YMCA. I’m actually pretty nervous about the classes. The thought of swimming amongst others who consider themselves “Master Swimmers” is terrifying. But, if there’s one thing that’s fueling my fire it is that I just can’t take getting my butt kicked by grandpa anymore! So, here it goes. Stand by for anxiety attack.