This is the preface of the book I just put together containing words and photos on each of the 53 triathlons I have done. It is more or less written for myself - but.
My Triathlon Life in Words and Pictures
Probably this work will mean little to anyone other than myself and perhaps a few family members. That’s OK. These photos were collected, and events recalled so that in a hazier future, I might revisit and relive these moments of challenges and experience. And, who knows? There is always the chance that someone might read this and become inspired to go on and pursue whatever it is that lights their fire.
My
story started with running. As a lifelong asthmatic, I had the benefit of
being able to amaze myself when I began to be able to run and breathe at the
same time. The amazement grew and grew,
and my athletic achievements blossomed with the blessing of being able to do
marathons. Amazing I thought; as good as
gets; the end game. But God had
something more.
One
day photos in a magazine of fit, body- marked triathletes caught my eye. They looked a little more "peaked out" than I
felt like I was. Intrigued, I read about
what they did and how they trained. A
vision was born. I knew I wanted some of that, someday. I did not know how to swim distances nor was
I familiar with the bike, but something inside wanted to one day be counted among
those that get body marked.
Praise
God, I have
lived almost all that dream. Only the
full Ironman distance has eluded me.
Perhaps, this is my “thorn in the flesh” put into my life to keep me
humble?
So, in humble gratitude to God, I submit these stories and photos of a life well-lived. When this is all over, I can look back and see that I did the work, paid the price to live the life I would have imagined for myself: I have been body-marked. I am a triathlete. Praise God for it.
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