Finding Balance

I'm never going to be an elite athlete.

I'm never going to be top ten. I'm just a regular guy trying to juggle too many interests to put in the time and miles that kind of commitment requires. I do enough to stay in shape and hopefully not embarrass myself on event day. There are only twenty-four hours in a day and I need at least seven of those for sleep.

I'm okay if I never stand on the podium. Really, I am. The hardest thing I do isn't motivation to run in the rain. It isn't getting on the bike when I'm still sore from the previous day's workout. The hardest thing I do is trying to find balance. I run. I ride. I play in a band, but the big tie-breaker for me is Michelle. Fitness, athletes, music are all important, but not like my marriage. In the podium of life, that's the first I'm looking for. I'll never never be the perfect husband, but I own it to Michelle to keep trying.

Happy Anniversary, Michelle. It's been twenty-two years of joy, laughter - lots and lots of laughter - and even a few tears, but I'd do it it over in a heartbeat. I love you madly, truly, deeply!