Tuesday, October 30, 2012

One Moment in Time



No, I’m not talking about that Whitney Houston song, although now I have it stuck in my head...

No, I’m talking about those once in a lifetime moments that make you go “Holy shit! I did this!”

The reason I’m even thinking about this is because of Romo’s final strike to win the World Series the other night. I mean, holy crap! How awesome must that have felt to be up there and throw that pitch to win the effing WORLD SERIES!? 
I imagine there are millions of kids (and adults) that dream (or have dreamed) of a moment like that.
Some will achieve it, but most won’t to that extent.

We’ve all had these kinds of moments though. If not yet, we certainly will.

Remember that wedding day? The birth of your first (or second/third/eighth) child? Your very first taste of Top Ramen? That day you got your first dog?

Yeah, you know what I’m talking about.

For me, it was crossing the finish line at my first Ironman. No, I didn’t win it, or even finish in the top 50% that day, but I did it and that was my one and only goal. It put me in a place emotionally that I’ve never been that can’t be duplicated. 

A lot of people task my why I’m always doing Ironman races. Why I train so much, why I put my social life on hold and put my body through hell.

I do it because crossing that finish line is MY “moment in time” and I have to say, there’s nothing in the world like it.

Yeah, some people may think I’m crazy for doing triathlons, but I tell ya, I think they’re crazy for not doing them.

Peace.