I recently did my second Olympic distance triathlon.

My experience throughout the race got me thinking about the similarities between taking part in an event like the Noosa Tri and starting your own business.

There I was, standing on the beach all dolled up in my tri suit, with colour appropriate cap on my head, tattooed number on my arm and goggles on my face, all ready to go. My heart rate was up and adrenalin was flowing.

I’d spent the past six months training for this, and although I’d picked up an injury a couple of weeks prior, I was as ready as I was going to be. The siren started and… the voices in my head started.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” they said.

“This is ridiculous, you hate swimming in the ocean!”

“You’re going to drown, for sure! And it’s a long way to go.”

“Just quit now and go back. It’s not too late to turn around and go back!”

On and on they went, and they weren’t doing it quietly! But the stubborn mule in me kept going, striding into the surf and diving through the first wave. I started a few faulty strokes and the voices continued: “Seriously? You’re going to do this? Are you crazy? It’s a long way and there are sharks out there. And the other swimmers will try to drown you. And the waves behind you will swim over you! Stop this ridiculousness right now!”

A few strokes on, I noticed that I was passing other people wearing the same colour cap as mine, and all of a sudden the voices started to change.

“Hey, you just passed someone! That’s amazing.”

“You’re not the slowest person out here!”

“Oh, another one, and she looks pretty fit!”

All of a sudden I’d settled into my stroke, my breathing became steady and I started enjoying myself.

Those voices carried on throughout the race, bitching and complaining about all sorts of things. The sand on the beach was too soft and too steep. The run to transition from the beach had lots of pebbles that hurt my feet. It was hot, and I was tired! But in spite of the voices, I kept on going.

And so it has been with Bagsablaze. At every point of this journey I’ve had to deal with the voices in my head. They told me I was crazy, that this whole idea was too hard and that it was a crazy idea. But for all of those negative voices, there were the positive ones who told me to have a go, that I had nothing to lose, and that this is a great idea. It was my choice to ignore the negative ones, focus on the positive ones, and have a go! A year along, and the crazy idea is almost a reality.