It's finally here!
Last December, on the day the Busso Ironman entries opened (also the day I finally conceded I wouldn't be able to enter it) I got an email. The Tough Mudder NSW event was open!
Following a quick chat to the wife it was decided, an hour later and $100 odd dollars poorer I had my spot booked on the start line. If not Busselton WA for an Ironman, we would road trip to our northern neighbour for a 20km obstacle course to battle mud, freezing waters, fire and electricity. It was going to be awesome!
It has been a long wait since I virtually signed that death waiver (seriously) but it has arrived, this is the weekend of the Sydney TM event and our family road trip and ... we won't be going.
Turns out our grand plans for a 6 day get away were torpedoed by the wife's part-time job. With the store she works at closing soon and the numbers of staff declining she was unable to secure the time off. Funnily enough, this is probably a very lucky break due to the amount of running around she has had to do these past couple of weeks, fighting to get the required funding for The Boy's education next year.
(long story, another time maybe)
Anyway, here's the timeline:
Last December, on the day the Busso Ironman entries opened (also the day I finally conceded I wouldn't be able to enter it) I got an email. The Tough Mudder NSW event was open!
Following a quick chat to the wife it was decided, an hour later and $100 odd dollars poorer I had my spot booked on the start line. If not Busselton WA for an Ironman, we would road trip to our northern neighbour for a 20km obstacle course to battle mud, freezing waters, fire and electricity. It was going to be awesome!
It has been a long wait since I virtually signed that death waiver (seriously) but it has arrived, this is the weekend of the Sydney TM event and our family road trip and ... we won't be going.
Turns out our grand plans for a 6 day get away were torpedoed by the wife's part-time job. With the store she works at closing soon and the numbers of staff declining she was unable to secure the time off. Funnily enough, this is probably a very lucky break due to the amount of running around she has had to do these past couple of weeks, fighting to get the required funding for The Boy's education next year.
(long story, another time maybe)
Anyway, here's the timeline:
- Going to do IM Busso because it is the last available one before I turn 40
- Can't do Busso because it is the same weekend as The Boy's grade 6 graduation
- Shining light appears, TM NSW is on sale - get spousal approval, get entry - sorted
- Can't do TM NSW as no driver
So, this still is the weekend; it's not an marathon swim, marathon cycle followed by a um, marathon... nor is it a near half marathon punctuated with fiendish physical tests. Instead, I'm heading back to Apollo Bay for a couple of days of tackling steep gradients on my trusty mountain/hybrid bike, long runs and maybe even an icy swim or two. There might not be multitudes of spectators cheering me on at the end of a long day of racing, or a cold beer reward for running a 10,000 volt gauntlet, but, when I complete my final run on Sunday, the wife and kids will be there, waiting to greet me at our temporary accommodation. And that's good enough for me.
ps, if they aren't waiting to greet me at our caravan, they'll be at George's Food Court on Apollo Bay's main strip, the kid's just love that place!
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