Well, I assume some updates are in order. Recently I've flown through a 100 mile spring century, totally destroying what I thought I'd be able to do and setting my sights really high for the future, I just have to find ways to keep pushing to that next level. My swim and run are still far from perfect, but with the bike aerobic capacity already there, I think its a matter of breathing right and perseverance for both of them while the speed gets pushed up into the stratosphere. Being in the crust currently, I still have a ways to go, but thats the mental toughness again. I'm one step of confidence, breath control and a good flip turn from being an allstar in the pool, and I've finally found a good rhythm with my workouts and my early work with high cadence is paying off. And now that my fitness is really taking off, I'm looking forward to workouts and love the burn. I mean who is this guy. A couple years ago I prided myself on sleeping marathons of 14 hours or more and now I'm training for an Ironman with its incumbent 5am workouts and 9:30 lights-out schedule. I guess the transformation mirrors the one in my life, from money-seeking individualist, to relative family-man altruist. Who knows where the key changes were, but they sure as hell are there.
25 years old and the dreams have changed, although the desire to change the world still lingers just below the surface, pushing me to new and better things... We'll see if I can find them, sort them and succor them. Or something. Time to shed a new skin and see whats molting underneath. Twenty-five
25 years old and the dreams have changed, although the desire to change the world still lingers just below the surface, pushing me to new and better things... We'll see if I can find them, sort them and succor them. Or something. Time to shed a new skin and see whats molting underneath. Twenty-five
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