I’m so one dimensional. There I said it. I met my wife for lunch yesterday at her office and I heard the same sort of comment from everyone.
"Egan, how’s the training going?"
So there’s the proof that maybe I do talk too much about my Ironman aspirations. I’m like a one trick primate. It could also be a sign that her coworkers have a genuine interest in my pursuits. Sadly I can’t imagine myself talking about it any less since Ironman Canada is about three months away. However, I want to be known for so much more than triathlons.
"What else do you want to be known for?" you might be asking yourself. Perhaps I want to be known for my wacky antics. I need to work on bringing back the monkey games that gave birth to the Monkey Boy nickname. That’s what my buddies like to call "New Spontaneous Egan" or NSE for short.
Monkey Business is hard to come by between the training, getting estimates for our house, yardwork, and other duties. Life is rather hectic now, yet I hope to bring the fun back soon. It’s fair to say I have tunnel vision these days. Even as I’m writing this post I can’t think of much to share that isn’t triathlon related. Oh dear me, I’ve become a boring jock. … and Publish!!