My Dad Is An Ironman Triathlete Essay

1429 Words Oct 23rd, 2016 6 Pages
When I first met the man that would become my husband, I told him that there was something that he needed to know about me. “I don’t jump”, I said. “I don’t throw, hit, or catch and I definitely, definitely don’t run”. It was important for me to tell him this, as this meant that at cookouts there would be no horseshoes or volleyball, there would be no office picnic baseball and there definitely, definitely would be no charity 5K runs or any other races. All of this was true, until I decided to run a marathon. My dad is an Ironman Triathlete. At 60 years old, he completed what is widely considered to be the most difficult one-day sporting event in the world, consisting of a 2.4-mile swim, a 112-mile bike ride, and a full 26.2-mile marathon. To make matters worse, my sister is a three-time Ironman Triathlete. My Aunt is a decorated marathoner, having won numerous awards for her performances in the 26.2 mile running race. One would think, that with all of this athleticism in my family, that even if it wasn’t hard-wired into my genetics, that some of it would have rubbed off on me. I’ve attended multiple event to watch members of my family crossing the finish line, proudly being draped with medals and receiving their Mylar blankets with bright smiles as they completed these most amazing accomplishments. However, throughout my life I continued to remain unceasingly un-athletic in my extracurricular pursuits. That is, until the day that I decided that I wanted to…

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