What do you do when it is not your day? What do you do when circumstances and conditions and training (too much or too little or just enough) combine in a way that stops you in your tracks? How do you cope?
T3 experienced his first DNF Saturday. It SUCKED. Combine that with the death of his grandfather that morning, and if he had gone home he might have been looking for a way to off himself.
Instead, he stayed. He crewed. He took care of his brother and friend, Mav. Mav would have done the same thing, but on this day it made all the difference for T3. Instead of being at home revisiting all the things that might have been different and questioning his decision to drop, T3 had a job to do. For the next 19 hours, someone was counting on him to focus on their needs, not his own problems. That changed things. That salvaged the day.
When it is not your day, help make it someone else’s day.
T3,
Mav told me of your Grandads death. So sorry to hear that.The Sholar’s thoughts
are with you and your family.
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he today that sheds his blood with me,
Shall be my brother;
And gentlemen [all over] now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs’d they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whilst any speaks
That fought with us.