I won’t stop and rest by the side of the pool.
I won’t slow to a walk when I know that there’s more in me.
I will eat up those false flats.
The hills will be tough, but I won’t let the hill own me.

I will be alive six days a week;
The mornings will come early, but I will be there to meet them with open arms.
The workouts will come hard, but I will be there to challenge them.
My body will exhaust early, but I will be there to push back and move on.

My body is my enemy.
My body is my best friend.
My body is my only resource.
My body is the only vessel that will get me from the start to the finish.

My mind will be that which convinces me to give up.
My mind will be my co-pilot; my soul will be behind the wheel.

I will strive for that extra thousand meters in the water.
I will be hungry for it, and it will eat me alive.

I will strive for that extra mile on the trail.
I will hate it, but it will hate me more.

I will strive for those hilly roads on my bike.
There will be no excuses.

If I scream in anguish, then I know I’m doing the right thing.
If my feet ache at night, I will be thankful that I can walk.
If my muscles are sore, I know that it only stands to strengthen my resolve.
If my head is in the game, then I shall be happy.

My training won’t be easy.
My race won’t be easy.
The easiest part of my race will be starting;
The hardest part of my race will be the day after.

I will remember what I’m made of.
I will remember who I am.
I will remember that I am only human.
I will never forget about the animal inside.

I will race with integrity.
I will remember those I love who have struggles far greater than my own, and I will remember that they say they are proud of me.
Most of all, I will do everything in my power to give them a reason to be.

I will do something a lot of people cant.
I will do something that most people wont.

DNF is NOT an option.

I will be an IronMan.