After all these years, had sport become too much like work that it was no longer a respite from that which is labeled work? Or at least feels like it at times?
Our response to injuries are perhaps more telling of our personalities than our plans to heal them. It’s not so much a case of denial as it is disbelief. We are multisport athletes. We don't get hurt.
Stripped of its three-figure entry fees and five figure bikes, when the gun goes off it's still a bunch of crazies doing three sports for a thousand reasons.
As endurance athletes, by definition we must go to our borders to find our center. There is meaning in suffering, we tell ourselves, but not in stupidity.
The Dream vs. The Reality