My brain is just wired in a completely different way then my wife's.
Let my start by saying that her running partner did not show up the other night because she was sick. My wife did not want to run alone so she came home, picked up our boys at her mom's, and while there, took a brisk walk around the block at their house. They did do what we call the "big block" but it's still probably less then a mile. Not quite what I would call "Training". When I questioned her on it and dutifully reminded her that the triathlon was a mere days away (11 to be exact), she seem almost unconcerned. Not the type of unconcern that someone has when they train for an event every single day for 6 months and they decide to sleep in an extra hour instead of doing the saturday road ride one month before the actual event. NO, this was the type of unconcern that a person might have if they were just doing the event for the experience, not worried about how they finished, and just happy to be involved, meet new people, and content in the idea that they completed the entire course.
WHAT?!?!?!.... I try to stay calm. I breathe deeply. I repeat my calming mantra, "These pretzels are making me thirsty, these pretzels are making me thirsty."
After I relax, I'm able to analyze the whole situation and start to focus not on what I perceive as the problem (why doesn't she take this seriously...at all), but on my own possible issues. Why can I not "just have fun"? Why is it the competition that makes it fun for me? Even on club rides, the fun is in going faster then the other guy. Trying to drop him or blow him up. Beating someone up the only hill on a road ride. First one to a stop sign. I compete, that's how my brain is wired. Maybe it's second child syndrome, growing up always trying to do better then my sister who is older and naturally got all the "good stuff" that kids find important first. All I know is this: If you put a turd in a bag. Write first place on the bag. Then I'll race you for it!
Is this weird? Am I broken? I think the people that I most hang out with are the same way. That probably just reinforces the bad behavior.
Well they say the first step in problem solving is identifying the problem. Baby steps. I betcha I'm cured first!.....sorry, that slipped out.