Is It Over?
And I want to do an ironman, to put 140 + miles in one day on this leg? Crazy. Seriously, it is hit or miss if I can make it to the bathroom when I first get out of bed. The left leg often won't hold me up at first. There has been a fall into my trainer bike in the middle of the night and many unsteady, painful times getting out of bed. Really? Can this be something God wants me do? How can this be His purpose for me? What is the benefit? Most of the purpose, suffering, and training are done without notice of anyone: who can benefit except the orthopedic surgeon eventually? Face it. You're fat, you're old, your uninteresting, and no one cares what you are doing with this or what you have to say through it. Who is going to be impressed for the Glory of God by an old sack of bones doing something insane? It seems more like senility v...