“You keep what you kill.”- Cronicles Of Riddick
I was feeling burnt out after Worlds and for a month I thought I might recover. Late nights at work and later nights running around the city that never sleeps got me pretty far away from tri. But as the holidays came I could feel a shift from work and play, to family (blood and otherwise) and with the break in the action I found myself feeling motivated. But with the prospect of the 2010 season there wasn’t a clear goal. No clear plan. The WTC’s pro rules change (see prior post on this) changed the game for me. Kona and Clearwater are out. Totally free racing is out. And prize money earned needs to be defended not only from other pros by making sure you finish within the a time cut off or the WTC reaches into you pocket and steals your money. I thought about a massive readjustment to my 2010 season but in the end I decided to take the WTC’s treachery as a challenge. Amazingly the WTC’s lame rule is the same as the USAT rule for pros to stay pro.
I love good bad movies. One of my favorites is the Cronicles of Riddick. That opening scene when he is running in the snow gets me so geeked for winter training. The other scene where he is on a group run racing the sun (and a firey death) is also awesome. But one of the cooler lines comes from the bad guys who say “you keep what you kill.”
So I was going around with all the 2010 races and conflicts at dinner with the Annachrist and was telling her about my lack of motivation for 2010 and she said “ok, we’re not getting up from this table until you’re focused.” You gotta love someone like that. So over Tibetan food we hashed it all out and she gave me a kick in the ass and sent me out into the world. The goal set for 2010 is to again finish in the money and to make the time cut offs. The moto for 2010 is now: to keep what I kill. Training got underway with a brutal 90 minutes in the yard hitting the weight pile followed by 3 hours on the ‘cross bike in snowy rain. I loved it, I loved every second of it. I love training with a little anger, so here we go, all in, so I can keep what I kill.
(Foto: The annachrist at dinner where she set me straight. Looking at that pic I am thinking I must be insane if that is the person making my life plan!)

















