My name is Jeff.
Much like Xavier from the X-Men I am recruiting a talented group of disciplines that can come together to make a super team in the sport of Triathlon.
I have selected the best coach to take these disciplines and make them into an incredible team to conquer all, his name is Buzz.
This will not be an easy task.
It will take years of work and an amazing journey to make this team of disciplines cohesive and work together.
Each discipline has its own personality, its good qualities and its bad ones.
The coach will need to mold them together and make them be all they can be.
I am committed to making this work, but each discipline will work hard.
We have already met the disciplines and now the journey begins.
It was a cool, damp morning when the training was to begin.
Buzz wanted us to first meet together, he had some things to tell each one of us.
I had not worked out any of the disciplines and they were just now joining up.
Each of the disciplines and been used sparingly over the years.
The Swim had been something I had worked at as a young man doing the mile swim in boy scouts and just enjoying being in the water.
The Swim was not disciplined though and had no idea of the complexities that the coach was going to throw at him.
In fact Buzz told him "You have got to improve in all areas to be any good.
If you are going to make this team you must study and study and study the form.
YOU MUST NAIL THE FORM!" The Swim was undaunted as he had a bit of a chip on his shoulder and wanted to prove his worth to the other disciplines.
Cycle had been used sparingly as well.
I had always enjoyed riding bicycles, but my equipment was a Mongoose mountain bike from Wal-Mart.
Certainly, Cycle was eager but he would need the right equipment to even begin to compete as a discipline.
How would he ever gain the equipment needed? Cycle also was weak in the areas that he needed to be stronger in, such as pedal stroke, cadence, climbing, and overall endurance.
Cycle had less to do with the form, but the coach told him point blank, "Get Stronger or Get off the team.
" Cycle was not going to have his manhood challenged nor fall behind in any way.
The Run came to the first meeting ready for some action.
He was cool as a cucumber and ready to take on whatever was thrown at him.
In fact, he felt like he was the most prepared of any of the other disciplines.
He had run a 5K race and had some experience with learning how to run properly.
He didn't think the coach would have much to say to him, but in the end the coach said "You had better be ready to take all the punishment and the pain.
You have got to carry out the last of the race and finish well.
You have to pick up the pieces from the other disciplines and whatever they have left over for you to take, you take it to the end.
" The coach reminded The Run, "You may be good in your individual races, but when you join in with the other disciplines it is a whole new world.
" The coach, Buzz, was not an easy guy to get along with.
He is the part of my brain that wants to be really good in this sport.
He doesn't want to accept that I am just old and the disciplines will never learn.
Buzz is always pushing harder.
He even looked at me at the first meeting and said "You have to put it all together.
You must take these disciplines and their individual effort and pilot us all the way to the end.
You cannot give up and you must dial in the proper effort, nutrition, and endurance to make us all the best.
" I left the meeting feeling pretty good about all the disciplines.
Everyone seemed ready to begin the work that was ahead.
Buzz had some harsh words for each of us, but overall there was a great spirit of unity and team work.
I just hope we can keep it that way.
Buzz said "Tomorrow the training begins, don't be late.
We start with The Swim.