And that’s the last I saw of him.
What sticks with me about this man is that he is an older guy that is out there getting shit done. He didn’t need to be part of a wacky team or (as far as I can tell) family support of any kind. He wasn’t part of a Spartan, Mudder, or GoRuck clique. He obviously could give a shit about your race day fashion and ridiculous manscaping. Also, I’m willing to bet that he isn’t part of the social media craze. I highly doubt that he blogs, Facebook’s, Instagram’s, Tweet’s, and all that other BS. He will probably never read this. I’m guessing he just went home afterwards, showered up with a bar of Irish Spring, grabbed a beer and watched the Yankees vs. Red Sox game on Sunday Night Baseball all by himself.
Which poses the question that I started to ask myself; If I couldn’t tell people about all the crazy mud runs and races I do, would I still do them? Just imagine a world where you couldn’t let the world know how badass you are or how many orange headbands you earned. You sweated, suffered, and bled in silence and had nobody after the finish line telling you what a good job you did or how awesome and crazy you are. Would you still do it? Don’t answer that quickly. Really give it some thought.
That is why this guy inspires me so much. I’d like to think that even if this MustacheMan Training blog goes away and nobody knows who I am one day, I’d still be out there like this mysterious, and TRUE MustacheMan. Just DOIN’.
Thanks for reading.