Fear

I have a fear. It may not be rational and it may be completely unreasonable, but I am afraid. I'm afraid that I've fallen in love with triathlon and that I'm going to fall out of love someday. I see SO many people post about post-Ironman blues. I see people talk about losing their mojo. I see people get injured and have a ridiculous time coming back. I see myself, fighting and searching (oh how I searched!) for something to fulfill my need to compete and something to drive me and something to complete the picture and something to strive for. . .  and I'm afraid of losing that. I know that's ridiculous, but #thestruggleisreal.