I believe that falling repeatedly makes me a master at picking myself up.
I believe that before every training session I have the choice of being a coward, and going home, or being an Ironman. Coward, or Ironman.... Coward, or Ironman... It's been a long time since I skipped any training.
I believe that the things we appreciate most are earned through patience, perseverance, and sweat. Keep your gifts; I'd rather work for it.
I believe that expression is the most underrated quality of a person. I marvel at a person who, unlike me, can do it consistently, clearly, and concisely.
I believe the children are our future. Teach them well and let... (oops, got carried away... uhm, no, I will not admit that I actually know or like this song. All apologies, Whitney. And remember, crack is wack...)
I believe that newly-learned techniques and movements proceed at lightspeed, until they become habitual, and then they proceed at snailspeed. Minor tweaks with major results always happen at snailspeed; never at lightspeed.
I believe that the more I hurt when training, the less I will suffer when racing.
I believe that given the opportunity to walk away or persevere, there will be a time when I am so weak and weary, so tired and hungry, that I will consider the former, but choose the latter because I have chosen each day to be an Ironman, not a Coward. An Ironman, not a Coward...