Saturday, February 27, 2010

Announcing My Presence with Authority

Wow, I can't believe it's been so long since my last post. And I've had so much to say. But in the spirit of chronological continuity I'll get back to those thoughts later.

A few weeks ago I followed in the footsteps of Ebby Calvin Nuke LaLoosh and shot an email off to Josh Horowtiz announcing that this year I would break 0:57:00 in State ITT Champs this year. Based on last years times this would put me repsectably in the top 20 of my catagory.

My early season training has gone as early season training goes. I didn't do as well as I would have liked to at my first race of the season but hey, I haven't raced on the road since 2008 ('cross don't count).

It was my plan to ramp up the intensity of my training sessions right after my first race but my week did not unfold as I had anticipated. T-ball practice, batting and cathcing practice after practive, driving lessons (my 19 year old son does not know how to drive a manual transmission though by the time you read this he will be quite compotent), early to work, late to leave, help with homework, hlep my sister-in-law load the truck for a cross-country relocation and just pure fatigue all reduced my training hours this week to a goose egg.

Although it is still early in the season I can't help but feel a bit of anxiety over losing a complete week of training. Each event, every task that makes up my day requires my complete focus and undivided attention. It can drive a person crazy and at times makes me a bit dizzy as hours, days and weeks sometimes meld into one continuous and chaotic event.

But more important to completing each task to the best of my ability, including training, and getting the most out of the moment than focus is perspective. What is important right here, right now ,what is important in the grand scheme? With some luck I can always try to break 0:57:00 at the 2011 State ITT Champs but my daughter's first base hit of her life only happens once and I wouldn't miss cracking up with my son as his 1967 bug bucks to a violent stop for the 20th time. But that does not mean I'm giving up on my goal. I may m not be the best or the fastest guy out there but there has always been something in me that keeps me in the race, I will always be that man in the arena.

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