The face that reveals nothing. Me this morning, looking exactly like I do when I'm happy.
Part I - A curious case of sadness
I woke up a little sad today. At first, I wasn't sure why. Nothing bad happened yesterday that was carrying over into the new day. I didn't feel sick, nor did anyone in the house. The overnight emails contained little drama, in fact there was plenty of good news. And I didn't have any boring conference calls or other annoying distractions on the day's schedule.
Then I realized I was sad because the San Diego Triathlon was over. It was like being a little kid waking up the day after Christmas - months of anticipation where over. Santa brought the train set but not the skates. But Christmas had been a great day that ended too quickly.
I thought this was kind of irrational for me. The name of my blog is "The Road" after all, and by my own definition of same there isn't meant to be a finish line. Races are periodic opportunities to measure gains and share in the joys of the sport with others. There was nothing at stake yesterday - it was always meant to be just another fun day out. And I have another race in 3 weeks.
I didn't stay sad for long. I was back to my normal self by mid-day and in the pool tonight with my coach Sammy. When I got home from swimming, I fired up the Tri-Calc Iphone application to start setting goals for Solana Beach. Order was restored to the Universe.
Still, today was the first time I was able to use "sad" and "triathlon" in the same sentence. Like I've said recently, this experience keeps getting deeper and deeper. So maybe I shouldn't be surprised that the emotions become more complex. Triathlon has become such a big part of me that I guess I should expect it to roll like everything else in life. Something to think about.
Another look at my crappy tattoos.
Part II - Possible inspiration for a new tattoo
Yesterday I admitted I am unhappy with the tattoos on my left shoulder, and that something needed to be done. I got them both in 1994. I was on tour with the band in Europe. We had a week's worth of UK dates blown out due to screwed up work permits. So we had a week off in Hamburg with little money and too much time. There was a Scottish tattoo artist in residence where we where staying, and by the end of the week just about everyone had some work done. The problem was that she wasn't very good and I chose poorly. One of them isn't even finished. And they look super dated.
I've thought about getting them removed. Except you can take the kid out of the punk rock but you can't take the punk rock out of the kid. I'm down for tattoos, just not THESE tattoos. I've been thinking for years that I should just get my whole arm done from the shoulder to the elbow. But I've never got around to it and I had no clue what I should cover them up with.
Today I started thinking that maybe I should think multi-sport. I know a lot of people get M-Dot tattoos, but I wonder how many people get triathlon (half) sleeves?
I need to think about this some more, but I have a feeling that the thought may stick. The problem is that I don't have any artwork ideas. If anyone has design suggestions, I'm all ears.