|Our first triathlon|
My hubby is a very quiet guy. He works his butt off for our
family and doesn't ask for much in return. He started up with small triathlons and realized that this was something he enjoyed, coming from a swimming background the scariest part for me was his walk in the park. When I was planning to run my first marathon in 2009 with a friend, he jumped in and took the bib when she couldn't make it. He never said I want to run a marathon...but he did...and he stayed with me side by side the entire time, stride for stride.
|OBX Marathon 2009|
Every time there was me having a pity party for needing to lose weight after we had another baby, he joined right in again to help me track food, encourage exercise and create healthy meals. He has continued to be an amazing example for me and our children of what commitment to oneself is and to a family. Some may view his extreme dedication to the sport of triathlon as selfish, it is a lot of time away from his family and friends and parties that he may otherwise want to partake in. We know there is a reason for his madness and we support him in his dreams.
The part of all of this that really gets me is this...he is six months away from his ultimate dream. When a person is pregnant and they know they have six months left...they endure those uncomfortable months to have that beautiful little healthy baby arrive and hold them in their arms. He has now volunteered himself on four occasions to train for something bigger than he had ever knew he wanted. He is giving 36 weeks of very early mornings and sometimes missed dinners with the family to get the second part of his workout in. He is not going to have a beautiful baby to hold, or a renovation on his house that will be finally complete after a long 9 months. He is sacrificing for himself and us. His reward will be priceless.
|His first IRONMAN 2013|
The rewards are usually sweet but sometimes they are bittersweet...looking back at the results you find yourself maybe second guessing your actions at a given moment. This reward in October will be the sweetest...knowing the hours and hours of hard work he put forth in this effort...that our family has been there to cheer, support and sacrifice...we all can't wait!
Sure I think my hubby is pretty freaking awesome and crazy...but at the end of the day...he is just a guy who had a goal and decided to see it through...and planned and prepared to see it not half way...but all the way!
"Everything is fine when you head is resting next to mine....anywhere I go there you are...you're the fire and the flood."
Thank you for taking me on this journey...thank you for inspiring me and our family to be stronger and goal oriented. Thank you for showing us what hard work truly means. Thank you for being more than I ever dreamed possible. Thank you for having big lofty goals and making sure we do too!
Embrace the suck...choose you...have a goal!