Well, it's the day after my first Spartan race, and it's
very anticlimactic. After building toward yesterday for over five months, the
day after is mundane. I know that everything must return to "normal"
tomorrow. But I don't want that normal anymore. That will no longer be enough.
Nobody will care about yesterday. Nobody will understand what we achieved. They
will go on with their lives and have their problems, petty as they will
probably seem to me. And I will no longer care. I have had a taste of more, of
something greater. And I can't, or at least don't want to, go back to that
life. How can I?
