Jamie opened the freezer to find my running shoes in plastic bags. Taking a step back and giving me a dirty look, “what are these?”
Her eyes looking through me, I knew exactly what she was referencing from across the room. My head down I gave a quick rebuttal, “I heard it gets the smell out, we’re the weird family, we all just have to accept that.”
Keeping her eyes glazed through me, “yeah, I realize that already.”
I found out this week that only 1 in 5,000 people in America have completed an Ironman. I’ve heard marathons are around 2% of the population. Every Monday my boss asks “what did you do this weekend”, each Monday the reply, “rode my bike.” Once he asked how long, I told him seven hours on Saturday. The look on his face said it all. I’ve haven't been asked how long since.
Jamie has talked about trying paddle boarding since we moved to San Diego. She recently started to go to group workouts with a club that does prone paddle board, basically laying on your stomach (or knees) paddling like swimming. If stand up paddle boarding (SUP) is niche, this is uber niche. Everyone in the group is a former high caliber athlete.
That’s why I give her credit for showing up in the first place. It’s not easy being the new person in a group of athletes, even when you’ve been an athlete your entire life.
Last week I finished my six week track cycling class. If road cycling is niche, track cycling is uber niche. There aren't that many velodromes in the country in the first place. I guess that’s the way Jamie and I like it. Thanks to a friend helping me get a track bike I’m going to give racing a try. I love the track; the speed, the contained area, how the community has been so welcoming.
San Diego, the whole area is full of people like Jamie and me. If you want to get outside and make friends doing it, this is the place to be. It’s nice to know you can be part of the niche and not simply be the only weird ones.