Hate is a big word.
We both do lots of things for each other that we would not ordinarily do. That’s the way things work.
Right now, my Wife is training for a triathlon. She’s off riding, swimming and running most weekends, as she is right now.
I go with her for the short ‘sprint’ triathlons as support.
Today, I’m working on our trailer so that we can go down to Denver to buy some furniture tomorrow. Tomorrow is about the only way we can fit this in because of my Wife’s training. But that’s OK, it all needs to be done.
My brother in laws wife does triathlons too. He gave me and my Wife some good advice.
“Don’t forget, it’s just as hard on the support person as it is on the one in the race.”
My Wife can (and needs to) focus on two things. Training and the race. I get to worry about her, our dogs, our house, lodging, teaching her how to work on her bike, logistics of there and back, all the while I’m trying to put an addition on our house.
Now, my Wife is very good at the logistics. I know where I need to be and when I need to be there. But it is still quite stressful.
My Wife is 45 years old. She’s competed in 5 marathons. She’s slow, but she does it. The triathlon is a 2.2 mile swim, a 100 mile bike ride followed by a full marathon, 26.2 miles running.
She may be able to do that in under 17 hours which is the limit before you get kicked out of the race.
Next weekend. She will be doing the Triple by-pass. A 120 mile race over Mountain passes over 11,000 feet. I’ll drop her off and be waiting for here at the finish. The next weekend we will be in Boulder for a Olympic length tri.
I have told my Wife a number of times that “Just training for this and thinking about it makes you a winner. Whatever you do, don’t hurt yourself”.
It’s tough. But I love her.