A while back I wrote a post about how I don’t have a coach or belong to a team. On a morning ride I rode past a team doing their open water swim all in their matching tri kits. It hit me, “I am strong on my own”
That morning I was content, I felt a tiny bit more brave. I don’t depend on anyone, I get up and get stuff done. I show up to the starting line, all by myself, go through the ups and downs during a long distance triathlon, and make it to the finish, all on my own will.
I’m reminding myself of that post because this week I got notification from two online apparel teams that I did not make the cut. I applied because part of me wants to be a part of something, a team, teammates, YAY TEAM! I’m just not team player material I guess.
But you know what? I’m still really strong on my own. In 2016 I’ll begin training for my third Ironman Wisconsin. I’ll wake up at 4:00am to get my swim in, I’ll work 10 hour days on my feet, I’ll go for two hour bike rides after work, I’ll run in the afternoon when it’s 90 degrees out, it’ll suck, it’ll be fun, things will hurt, I’ll be hungry, and on my own will, I’ll get it done. I’ll high-five myself.
That is what my version of courage is.