Like many, in my past I was a much different person.
I liked to smoke like it wasn’t going to kill me. I ate fast food all the time and piled up the pounds. Exercise consisted of mowing the lawn and drinking beer, I was in trouble.
I had two young kids and I wanted to be a father that could do things with them, you know someone that could move. A friend of mine was a runner turned triathelete, and I was inspired by him and thought it looked like fun, and this just be my reason to change. I picked a day and smoked my last smoke, laced up and got out and started run walk program. This was my new leaf and it felt like my last chance. I struggled and fell of the wagon a few times but I persevered, it was the hardest thing I have ever done.
I love things that are hard!
With that said, it must explain a lot about me. I like to fail and fail and fail because I grow from each attempt and learn things about myself, and each time I get stronger and eventually I kick it’s A$$. Don’t get me wrong, I really don’t like to fail, but when I do and I overcome it just tastes better.
Triathlon keeps me on the straight and narrow, (my wife would also kick my butt).
The gods have smiled down upon me.
See ya on the road,