My F&*K You Philosophy: Why I want to be an Ironman.

So here it is - race week, 6 days before I participate in my first actual Ironman race (done the distance without the label) and I've spent a good amount of the last 4 days in the hidden corners of my mind asking myself - "Why do I want to be an Ironman?"

I'm thankful that I haven't had to analyze this question before now because there is a possiblity that I couldn't come up with a good answer, therefore making the daily training even more difficult. But the process of training is over, I have put in 451 hours and 50 minutes of training in 2007 to get to this point. At times I've felt cursed with this desire to know "why" about everything or to find an underlying meaning for every action. After reading the new biography on Einstein, I wonder how difficult it was for him to never find a "unified theory". Imagine having such an intimate knowledge of this universe, only to come to a point in life where there doesn't appear to be a simplistic methodology for understanding it. I guess that is a curse some people bare, the curse to find meaning and an inability to just let things be what they are. With that perspective in mind, here you go:

As I have thought about this, the interesting thing for me is that from the beginning (1999) to now, there has been a gradual transformation in the reasoning for why I wanted to participate in endurance activities.

The Beginning - I wanted an opportunity to say F-You to those who said I couldn't.

I have written before about my experiences trying to play high school football in Nebraska. Even though when I sat down on January 1st, 1999 and wrote down my goals for this new adventure I didn't put, "Show that A-hole you are better than he thought" I know that it was still there somewhere. I actually wrote down some glorified mumbo jumbo like, "use this experience as a platform to help others succeed." I'm not sure what that really means, which is why there hasn't been very many people that have benefited from my marathon running, triathlon races, adventure races or long distance cycling rides but me... to this point.

Why Ironman? Interesting enough, I'm not sure why I decided to make Ironman a goal. When I started I didn't know how to swim and I didn't own a road bike. There are two possibilities here: One - while attending the University of Nebraska I started to meet people involved with triathlon and Ironman was "the ultimate" in triathlon according to most people I talked to. Two - While running my first marathon I ended up running with a guy from Iowa. Not sure who he was, but he seemed helpful, at first. After a little discussion he started a long list of negative aspects about my marathon attempt. In a period of 5 miles he said, "You are going to Bonk" at least 20 times. He was incredibly negative about what I was doing and went on and on about how he was just using the marathon to "practice" as he was preparing for Ironman Florida. He was right, I did bonk and had a miserable last 10 miles. Maybe because I hadn't trained enough (likely) or possibly because that guy convienced me that I wasn't prepared. Either way, that jerk stole my joy. He took my happiness and accomplishment and trivalized what I had done (or was doing).

The "I'm gonna get you sucka" stage.

Once I got into a pattern of racing I fell into a phase that had me constantly comparing myself at races to others, specifically others that I felt I "had" to beat. Why did I have to beat them? Ego.

Eric Atnip says something quite a bit that helps put this into pespective. He commonly says, "I don't get paid to do this." How true. This doesn't mean that being competitive is wrong or evil, but it does allow one to review where their competitive motivation comes from. Is it from a place that wants to crush the other guy because you want to "humble" them and boost your own "self-worth" or is it an opportunity to push each other to new peaks in performance or capabilities.

One thing that I've gained by living in Lexington, Kentucky is an environment that is filled with supportive competition. The culture of support among the endurance athletes in this town is tremendous. It is supportive and positive, something that I didn't experience when I was entering into the sport while in college. (Not to say there wasn't support in Lincoln or that everyone loves each other in Lexington, but my experience in the two environments couldn't be more different.)

A lot of lessons can be learned by how some of the professionals act when winning and losing. Chris McDonald taught me a great lesson by his actions at Ironman Louisville on August 26th.

I'm glad that about 90% of that mentality has been removed from my concious and racing. Races would be incredibly unfulilling if that is where I was left today.

Where does my motivation come from today?

If I could narrow it down to a single word it might be - fulfillment. Or maybe a word like, empowering, living, satisfaction, humility....

If I could put it down in simple statements it might be any one of the following:

• - to pursue excellence in a singular area
• - to create discipline within a complicated mind in a crazy world
• - to remember that life is lived in moments of now, not recollections of times past
• - to instill a thankfullness to my God that allows me such a wonderful gift
• - to develop a trust in something other than my own mind
• - to understand pain
• - to disallow physical pain's grip upon my conciousness
• - to disallow phychological pain's manifestation on my body
• - to help carry some of the burdens that others' spirits hold (Specifically for Ironman Wisconsin I will be thinking about the burdens that God has placed upon my aunt Connie and John Reier.)
• - to remember the blessings that I get on a daily basis
• - to honor those that have had a part in my development
• - to have an excuse so that I don't drink too much once again...
• - to run from problems that seem to have no answer ... because there will be an answer once those feet hit the pavement. There always is.
• - to understand the value of working hard

I realize that all of this may seem a little hokie for those reading this. "How can you get all that out of running a damn race?" I agree that it may seem overstated, I could have developed and matured from the person I was in 1999 to the person I am now without ever having run a single mile. But I didn't! There are two tools that God has given me to deal with the demons I face and improving myself as a person - poetry and physical endurance. I'm not so open to sharing my poetry anymore, so you get to look into the window of my life through my racing.

If you want to read about someone else's journey that just finished at Ironman Louisville, I suggest you go read Courtney's Race Report. Sometimes a race means more than just what happens on a single day. Think about the lasting impression John "Blazeman" Blais will have upon the concious of those in the war on ALS.

Sure, there will be moments this Sunday where I will be motivated by images of me walking up to certain individuals and saying "F--K You!" But thankfully, I have a list of things that now motivate me than just that.

Checking out until next week. Follow Nikki and I at www.ironmanlive.com. Nikki's race number is 2031, my race number is 437. There also will be text updates at various times at, www.twitter.com/ditschfitness