Today, I began one of the most rigorous year-long competitions known to man. No, it isn’t P90X, as I’m pretty sure I could knock that out in six months or so. It’s not Tough Mudder or Crossfit or some other faddish exercise endeavor. It isn’t weight loss or some sort of existential finding of myself—No, you can leave the Yoga mat and incense at home.
Today, I began a competition that will beat on for 365 days. It will be a year of training, of competing, of being drained mentally and finding s...
   
    
    
    
        Published on September 23, 2013 13:45