3 Days to Havasu
3 Days To Havasu
Today was supposed to be a travel day.
The word, suppose, is a strange one. It is similar to the word, expect, but tries to put the blame elsewhere. For example, if I said, “Today I expected to travel”, you would think that Im not traveling and that my expectations were wrong. Instead, I said, “Today was supposed to…” which suggests my planning was perfect and the problem lies outside my control.
Either way I’m not traveling today and Im blaming the cat. I did not expect that our cat would get sick just hours before boarding the plane and now I am frustrated because I may miss the race this weekend.
Ivory waits for results from Dr. Liz.
Don’t get me wrong. I love Ivory the cat so I’m not angry and postponing the trip was the right decision. If she gets worse I may cancel the trip and consider my entry fee one big donation.
I have three choices:
Leave Ivory at home and go to Lake Havasu City to be a part of the Havasu Triathlon.
Take Ivory with me
Cancel the trip
If i were a professional athlete, the decision would be easier. As an age grouper I have to consider that this is not my job. It’s a hobby. Im passionate about triathlon, but it’s a hobby. On one hand, Ivory means a lot to our family. On the other hand, the race registration fee is not refundable. What would you do?
As I write this, i am sitting in the veterinary clinic waiting for the vet. Ivory looks good and seems to be much better. So maybe tomorrow will be the travel day. I guess we just wait and see what the vet says.
In the context of my life, the prospect of missing this race is just a slight upset. It’s not a defining moment. I think about all those cold, dark mornings of running with Marty and John; all that time spent worrying if my bike training was good enough.
Was my training wasted?
No. Not at all. I can build on it for NYC Triathlon later this year, but that’s only part of the reason. Every upset in life is a training opportunity to hone the mental capacity to focus on what’s important. As much as I want to race in Lake Havasu City, my family needs me. If that means missing a race then that’s what needs to happen.
Who knows? Maybe tomorrow will be travel day. Whatever I do tomorrow, please pray for Ivory.