Thursday, December 6, 2012

Endurance sports

What has surprised me the most since Ironman is the number of times I have been asked; will you do another one?
You mean, another Ironman?
Yea, would you do another one.
Yes, I was not tortured in a prison, I did this out of my own free will.
You're crazy.

I suppose I am. 


Six days after Ironman I found myself holding a baseball I keep in the front seat of my truck. It's a California League ball that my college roommate Dan Kaczrowski gave me when he was playing in the minors in California. I held that ball tight, I haven't picked it up in some time. I keep it there to remind me of what is and what once was. In that moment I realized I'm only 25 and one day I'll probably end up doing endurance events longer than I played baseball. Unreal really.


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