I found this quite interesting...Then shortly after this lovely conversation (with a family member, mind you) I read THIS POST on my friend Jason's blog and had to laugh.
No, you will never hear any apologies from me for my choices these days.
I train a lot. I love to race. I surround myself with like minded people. I am happy.
But to label me insane? odd?
So let me get this right.
When I was lazy, fat and depressed there was nothing ODD about that?
Eating a $50 bag of Chinese take-out and drinking enough beer to put down a frat boy on a single Friday night is SANE?
Now, I do understand that I do train/exercise quite a bit more than the average "active" person but there is nothing average about me. I have an all-or-nothing, type A personality. I have found something that makes me happy, challenges me and keeps me healthy.
|yes, i do take pics of my bike all the time. i love her.|
does that make me crazy??
What motivates me to train hours and hours a week?
Why do I get up at 3am to fit in training?
Why do I spend hours on the roads running and biking?
So many things.
SO MANY THINGS.
A desire to be better. Always, better. Stronger.
My daughter. She is growing up in a home that values active living and eating real food.
My dreams. There are so many things I want to do. If I want to do these things, I need to work.
work work work
...and believe it or not, I LOVE TRAINING.
Do you know how freaking happy it makes me to have Coach Awesome give me a tough workout and I nail it, bam! boomtastic! That is a good feeling, my friend.
I am still a baby (well, maybe a toddler now) in this triathlon world. I have so much to learn and I feel like a sponge, soaking it all in. I have some wonderful, fantastic, experienced role models that give me good advice, guide me and I am lucky to have them.
Don't forget, just 3 1/2 years ago I was learning to run. I was learning to live. I was learning WHO I was and what made my soul happy, my passion burn and I was creating a new path in life.
If you want to consider me insane for where this journey has taken me, sure.
But I'll gladly ride my bike 100 miles every Sunday (ok, maybe every day) with a huge smile on my face
sittin on the couch, watching TV and eating garbage.
So I'll continue to train, get up early, go to bed early and live the life I am living.
Call me crazy but I'm happy.
For once in my life, I am truly happy, centered and vibrant.
Has anyone ever commented on your "crazy" endurance driven life?
What was your reaction?