Good morning, or evening, or whatever, welcome!
Taking on an endurance sport as your new year’s resolution is like taking on a cat.
I’ve never had to seek out a sport or a cat. They walk into my life. And now it’s another cat.
I looked down and there I espied Cat! A ginger cat! A cat that we tentatively named Marmeduke, after ‘The Marmalade Cat.’ No, that’s Orlando! We have yet to name this cat of 12 hours in our family, and Cat cares not a hoot. Just like the Ironman doesn’t give a hoot whether you win or lose, finish or DNF. It, like the cat, does it’s thing.
Having entered nine full Ironman races, and finished six (each DNF had a good reason, I hasten to add), one in 13:34 at age 67 (the year of my abdominal aortic aneurysm – boy, that was interesting), my thoughts moved to all those first time Ironman racers and their dreams for 2014. About half the field much of the time, and all their hopes and dreams to finish, or unwisely dreams of a fast race. Let’s set the record straight before the gun goes off: doing a full Ironman is about 3x as hard as a half Ironman. So if you did a sub-6 hour half, just be happy with 14 in a full, and a sub-13 would be a miracle.
Finish NOT vomiting, not with a pulled calf, not in the ambulance. Just finish smiling and happy – now there’s the real goal for first timers.
So why is taking on an endurance sport like taking on a cat? The following, amongst others:
- You have to feed them, so precious resources are required to be justified in the family budget.
- They take time, and your other family members might not like that, so a considerable degree of diplomacy will be required to avoid ruffling too many feathers.
- They come with intermittent inconvenience (e.g. visits to the vet or the physical therapist).
- They might just decide to bite you – what you going to do now?
- Sometimes you want to roll over and go to sleep – best of luck with that.
- The rewards are priceless.
Enjoy our great sport. Enjoy it wisely and it will treat you well (not guaranteed when it comes to the cat).
-k @FitOldDog
Oh yes, these are my goals: “Finish NOT vomiting, not with a pulled calf, not in the ambulance.” I love new beginnings though, Happy New Year!
Great post Kevin. Welcome back!
See you in Cambridge, MD.
Very reasonable, don’t you think? Happy New Year to you too, as it is just around the corner.