What if?

What if I don’t finish?
What if I never signed up?
What if?
What if my kids saw something spectactular?
What if I could do anything?
What if?
What if is part of my why.
Why wouldn’t I sign up? Because I might fail.
What if I didn’t fear failure and all it represents?

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2 Responses to What if?

    A fellow first time Ironman says:

    I’m responding this anonymously, but I know you and I so extremely proud of your accomplishment on Saturday. I too became a first time Ironman that day. Your comments about your stepfather resonated with me, but more in regards to my own father. He verbally abused me every day of my life. He told me constantly that I would be a failure. He physically abused me, beating me with anything that was within reach. I never wore short sleeved shirts or shorts, even in the summer, because he left welts all over my body. As an adult, it is one of the main reasons I now wear shorts and tshirts every single day. I am proud of you, because I know the demons that those voices and memories can carry forward into your adult life. Put the grave marker on those my friend, we both buried them deep in the night on Saturday, May 21, 2011. You are an Ironman!

    A fellow first time Ironman says:

    I’m responding to this anonymously, but I know you and I am so extremely proud of your accomplishment on Saturday. I too became a first time Ironman that day. Your comments about your stepfather resonated with me, but more in regards to my own father. He verbally abused me every day of my life. He told me constantly that I would be a failure. He physically abused me, beating me with anything that was within reach. I never wore short sleeved shirts or shorts, even in the summer, because he left welts all over my body. As an adult, it is one of the main reasons I now wear shorts and tshirts every single day. In my own way, I have forgiven him, more for the sake of my children since he is their grandfather, but up until Saturday I still carried around a lot of that pain. I am proud of you, because I know the demons that those voices and memories can carry forward into your adult life. Put the grave marker on those my friend, we both buried them deep in the night on Saturday, May 21, 2011. You are an Ironman!

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