tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2541200468784053800.post71821728635179460..comments2023-12-20T11:10:48.772-05:00Comments on Remembering Jaron: ReasonsAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06383376886256041817noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2541200468784053800.post-68024623772445660812012-01-22T11:03:21.841-05:002012-01-22T11:03:21.841-05:00I often wonder myself what it would feel like to n...I often wonder myself what it would feel like to not need to do this. I know that I also want to do this; yet it can be hard to tell the difference between wants and needs. I have a compelling need to feel a sense of purpose and clarity, and doing this strangely fulfills that need. I wake up each day knowing it has a specific purpose. And when I race, unlike with career or academic accomplishments that can be highly subjective and easily faked by lots of people, I know I always get what I deserve in a race. Races don't always go the way I planned them, but this sport gives me a sense of peace and clarity because I know that whatever happened, I didn't fake it. I own every second of every race I've done.<br /><br />Doing Ironmans is a wonderfully transparent pursuit - whether you're a first timer just trying to make the cut-off or Craig Alexander, the one thing that brings us all together is that, no matter how we go about it, none of us can fake it.Shared Heritage Internationalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13879365575116195764noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2541200468784053800.post-3793293906307601632012-01-20T09:14:29.394-05:002012-01-20T09:14:29.394-05:00DT, I think I comprehend your musings. It's no...DT, I think I comprehend your musings. It's notable that you look forward to the day that you want to ride (instead of needing to ride). The day that I ride simply because I need to is the day that I stop riding. I quit running at 19 because it became something I needed (or had to) do instead of something I wanted to do. For me, it was a good decision. I came back to running a few years later when I "wanted" to, only to fall in love with the marathon distance. FWIW, I hope you end up wanting to ride this Sunday with me in G-ville. --KgoAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com