I've not completed another triathlon, reverting back to my sedentary, non-athletic lifestyle in short order. Although I've committed to a re-challenge three times since the initial "swim-bike-run" event, I've pooped out on my plan for one reason or another. I figure if I actually train and complete another triathlon, writing about it will be my last post; bookends on what happened in between.
As for the title of this blog, I played around with other ideas but settled on Ahead of the Wave . No, I'm not a surfer although I do like to play around in big waves. What I treasure is a mesmerizing fascination for moving water, especially the power of the ocean. The wave is the ocean's expression of its mighty force.
I was born watching waves come and go in Aruba, ever respectful of their power and potential danger. Sometimes life feels like one giant wave or sometimes a series of smaller waves, coming one after the other. Keeping ahead of the wave is my strategy for living; I'm hoping to harness the energy for the ride of my life without getting wiped out in the meantime. Try as I might, no matter how hard I try to control outcomes, life is unpredictable. I find myself just as easily in the wave or under the wave.
In the end, what I write about on this blog is my trip across the ocean blue and those big and little waves that carry me along. It helps to have some strategy but in the end, stuff just happens: the good, the bad, and the in-between. The key is knowing when to surrender and when to steer like mad.
Cheers and thank you for reading!
