After finishing my first official week of Ironman training, I am already realizing that this is more about a journey than an actual goal race. It is about learning how to wake up every morning, getting the kids lunches made, having them dressed and out the door to school on time, tackling the multi-hour workout or workouts of the day, the grocery shopping, the laundry, answering e-mails, wrestling with feelings of guilt about having to prioritize training over PTO meetings and volunteering, picking the kids up, homework, making dinner, bath and bedtime routines. And this is merely the 1st week... Is it possible to maintain balance, a healthy family relationship, and train for a beast such as an Ironman? This is a question I have asked myself every day long before I took the first step. It is a question that I fear the answer to after seeing so many athletes consumed with the sport, as its mistress, making training and racing come before their faith, family, morals and values. Pe
Teaching my Angel about our world while she is teaching me how to fly.