Early on in my relationship with Jonathan, I gave him the sum of the squares of the first 50 integers and asked him to calculate the same for the first 50 even integers. Seconds later he mentally deduced the correct sum and I professed my undying love and admiration. Shane, who witnessed this, said, "You guys have a strange idea of foreplay."
Jonathan and I appreciate numbers and so the significance of 140.6 is not lost on me. We got married on 10/10/10 and hope to have our baby on 11/11/11. (Damn the due date.) So what's the point of 140.6? On this sequential date 9/10/11, Jonathan and I shared 140.6 - my weight at 30 weeks pregnant, and his distance covered in the Montreal Esprit Ironman.
Yes, JC did an Ironman, and as a stellar coach, he breached all the advice he gives his athletes. While my man was successful in his debut, here are some don'ts that he ignored.
- DON'T go to ladies' night and accept a dare to do an Ironman.
- DON'T prepare by racing a triathlon two years prior and have that tri be a sprint.
- DON'T feel secure that you've done two other races since - an hour long duathlon and a 10-mile running race carrying a musket and dressed as George Washington.
- DON'T drive to Montreal by yourself because the ladies who dared you to race and promised to come by and support you couldn't make it.
- DON'T choose a monotonous course (41 laps on the bike, 9 on the run) because it's spectator-friendly when you have no one there to cheer for you.
- DON'T do your 5-hour rides on a Computrainer so you can spend time with your wife if she's going to sleep on the sofa for the duration of the ride.
- DON'T have this be your busy season where you priotitize your athletes over your own training.
- DON'T let the impetus for the tri be the beautiful women of Brazil.
- DON'T confuse Montreal and Brazil
Jonathan Cane, you're my Rainman, my main man, my insane man and my pi in the sky. I salute you.