Checking the stats

A fine day for a triathlon I thought as I woke, a quick sprint at the gym to see how it goes
A small bowl of porridge and then let it settle, time to go test myself find out my mettle
If I ride, run then swim, I can use the same clothes, so I pack my sports kit and hit the road
Some stretches for warmup then set-up the bike, I'm straight into ryhthm quick as you like

Forty minutes flies by pedalling like hell, I feel pretty good but soaked to the bone as well
I've used half my water and one pack of gel, I'm pleased at the efficiency but boy do I smell
Next up it's "transition" as I pop to my locker, I grab knee supports so I don't come a cropper
Onto the treadmill, man these things are boring, if I didn't have music I think I'd be snoring

I fiddle with the cruise controls for the first half of the run, more gradient, speed and fun
Until, Damn! look what I've done, feeling pretty "darwinian" as my knees start to feel it
The best bet's cool it down to a nice simple jog, finish the discipline, on with the slog
Thirty five minutes thirty for my running five K, I've done much better, just not today

Off the treadmill and on to the pool, I've forgotten my goggles and feel like a fool
Rather than bail out and not do the swim I use sidestrokes and breaststroke once I get in
Seventeen minutes later I'm out of the pool, one hr thirty four sixteen all in, thats pretty cool
Home for a feast with a pat on the back, pleased with myself after checking the stats