On more than one occasion I’ve been confronted by people who attend the gym or pass me while running, “That’s some workout. What are you training for?” I’d like to sarcastically answer, “Life. I’m training for life.” Then we’d both probably get a good chuckle and I could make a quick getaway before they asked what my actual motive was and discover the truth.
The truth is… I’m a crazy person. So when people ask what I’m training for I normally brace myself for the awkward silence that occurs after my response because the answer isn’t quite what they’d expected, “Nothing.” A look of sheer terror sweeps across their face because maybe they expect me to say that I’m working towards some elite triathlon and assure them that I’m not killing myself for the fun of it, like a crazy person. On a normal day I don’t have a reason for wanting to be “better, faster, and stronger,” I just do.
Yet, once a year for a week, if anyone asks what I’m training for I reply, “Steamboat. You know that 15k in Peoria? It’s next weekend. I’m training for that.” They acknowledge the race, wish me well, and we go our separate ways. Once a year for a week, if they ask, I can convince them that I’m not just a crazy person but one who’s working towards a goal.
Join me this week as I prepare…