Thanks everyone for checking in on me about my crick, all is good, a few sessions with my chiro Ken at Active Care and I was back on my feet. Thanks!
Sometimes, you just have to decide.
This weekend I stood at a crossroads. It’s a weekend I will always remember for the rest of my life. I had some decisions to make and some discussions to have with Troy. And now, I have looked at the paths in front of me, I have imagined what each road will look like, the twists, the turns, the terrain. I noticed one of the paths was littered with elevation gain, steep hills, and sweat lining the sides of the dirty gravel road. I have seen the potholes, the speed bumps and the cattle guards. And I have decided…that is the path for me.
I’m going all in for Kona.
I don’t think I need to explain the history of KONA. If you don’t follow traithlons, you still know what Kona is, you have this vague idea that it’s this crazy long event, people crawl across the finish line sometimes, there is lava involved, it’s really hot, and it’s a big deal. My friend Adam said it best (I’m stealing your words Adam, you can call later for your royalty check ):
…from my point of view that’s THE event. Each and every year it adds to and sometimes rewrites the history of the sport, and you want to be a part of it. We do not get to play at Wimbledon or race Le Tour, but we can do Kona. There may be other races this season that are important to you, but they do not make history
Chuckie offered me the opportunity, he revealed to me “the path”. He offered to train me in a way that will have me standing on the line at Kona in the best body and mind that I am capable of at this juncture in my life. A chance to have the best coach in the sport, coach me to MY best in the sport. To say that it will require commitment, sacrifice, blood, sweat, tears… well, that would just be honest. It’s going to take those things and more to travel the road that I have chosen.
The next three months I am training for Kona, and only Kona. No nationals, no Budapest, no Cedar Point, no riding across Colorado, no Run Rabbit Run, no, no, no, no. It’s all a nope.
And to what end? Well, to the best end that I can achieve. I don’t know the answer to that, but I know that goals will come along the way as the work gets done.
People ask me why, and I say, I don’t know why, but I know that I am driven when I do.