Who was I kidding? You can take the athlete out of the Ironman, but you can never take the Ironman out of the athlete. 4 months ago, I decided to hang up racing for a while and concentrate on grad school. After 1 semester, I've realized that I'm not cut out for this sedentary lifestyle. Grad school is still my priority, but no matter how much I try to ignore it, Ironman is in my soul forever. For me it's more than a race. It's a metaphor for life - the eternal struggle between spirit and body. Subjecting the body to the will and awesome power of the spirit to accomplish something great. The desire to be proven herewith. It's transcendent. It's spiritual. Set against the backdrop of life, it is my passion play.
May the question never be posed again: Why?
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