stayed up from 1am to 9am+++ this morning to watch the race in Kona, and it was worth it.
Seeing Macca surge up from the bike, then blazing out of T2. He was on time to catch Lieto (then in 1st place) until he faded and had to walk. Then came the defining moment, where after Crowie (who will eventually win) and Andreas Raelert overtook him, he had the choice to continue walking or try to run.
He chose to run.
You can see it on his face, as he was grimacing under the Hawaiian sun. Yet here was a man who wanted to keep going, no matter what. He could have so easily chosen to continue walking, but no, he grit his teeth and pushed himself to continue running, even though each step must have been painful. (post race pic showed that he had a humongous blister on his toe)
That is the kind of spirit that inspires. The one that says "I wun give up!" despite mounting odds and waning motivation. That is when one digs deep into oneself to find belief in himself to continue on.
This doesnt only apply to triathlons. It applies to everything we do.
Thanks Macca. You may have lost the race (4th is still pretty damn good), but you have won over many people who watch you and were inspired.
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Hawaiian sun is Singaporean sun too. He can do it, so can you!
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