Leading up to Ironman Taiwan, especially during the days leading up to race day, I read a lot of blogs and articles about the whole experience. I wanted to get myself mentally prepared for what I was about to do. While doing so, there was a recurring aspect in all reviews, which I found particularly amusing. It’s a phenomenon known as ‘post-race blues’ or (more serious sounding) ‘post ironman depression’. I found this quite humorous, and thought to myself, “One must feel on top of the world after finishing … These guys are crazy. I’m looking forward to having a post-ironman high for a long long time.” (According to these crazy guys, these ‘post race blues’ take 2-3 days to settle in – Hah, no way)
*Note: It’s very difficult to sum up such an overwhelming experience in a blog post. There were amazing encounters and conversations, incredible highs and lows, and some memorable thoughts throughout that day. I’ll be sharing a few of those thoughts along with the corresponding circumstances. The references to time are made in accordance with my perception of time at the given moment.
The greatest hardship, of life, is learning to be happy while having unfulfilled dreams.
The greatest mystery, of life, is figuring out who you really are.
The greatest challenge, of life, is not losing focus and faith.
I must confess. I have discovered what it means to have writer’s block. It’s been a while since my last blog post. When I struggle with something, especially something new, I believe its extremely important to know the purpose. Why? … Why blog?
I came across a very interesting case study about Norway. In summary, there was a direct correlation between two seemingly unrelated factors: the price of butter & Norway’s population growth rate. Due to the expansion of trade, the demand of their butter increased, and because the supply could not keep up with the demand, naturally, the price of this commodity increased.
During August 2011, I moved to Beijing. The transition was difficult, no doubt about that. I’m going to highlight a very specific issue I experienced during that transition – don’t worry, I won’t go into too much detail.
During my first week at university, I was extremely irritated by the fact that every time I went to the bathroom there wasn’t any toilet paper! This really bothered me. How could a university not provide toilet paper? As students we pay a large tuition fee, and in return, we should be provided with these basic (and cheap) goods. However, the Chinese students don’t expect to get free toilet paper, so they come prepared. I made sure the bathroom never cause me off-guard again. I armed myself with a small roll of tissues which I kept in my bag. Let’s take a look at exactly what happened…