Why Mornings?26to compete in a 5K. So Mr. Hoyt, never having raced in his
life, rigged his son’s wheelchair and pushed him for 3.1 miles.
Racing breathed life into Rick, and he and his father continued
to compete. They have completed hundreds of races including
5Ks, triathlons, and several Ironman races. At seventy- three
years old, Mr. Hoyt pulls his full- grown 140-pound son in
a raft for the 2.4-mile swim, carries him on his bike for the
112-mile ride, and pushes him in a wheelchair for the 26.2-
mile run.
What do you think you’ll be doing at seventy- three?
Stories of exceptional people inspire me to no end. What
am I capable of? What are my limits? What grand, daring
adventure can I pursue that stretches and tests the very limits
of my physical and mental endurance?
And then one of my kids interrupts my reverie: “Mom,
what’s for dinner?” I promptly fall into a heap, saying, “I just
don’t know! Why do you people need to eat every single day?
I can’t handle cooking another meal!”
At that point I realize that the wild, faithful pursuit of big
adventures is so much more glamorous than the wild, faithful
pursuit of the everyday. But it’s in the middle of the mundane
that we lay the foundation for our greatest adventures.
I don’t know about you, but my life isn’t very full of big
adventures right now. It is full of cooking, cleaning, helping
with homework, picking up socks, and myriad monotonous
tasks.
Maybe your life is similar. So how do we live wildly,
bravely, and exceptionally in the midst of the ordinary? In the
midst of the dinners that need to be cooked, the work needing
to be done, and the bills that need to be paid?