The HYROX Diaries #2:What Are You Willing to Suffer For?

Friday nights are gone too, in their old form. No dinners out, no late evenings. I learned that lesson from a single ruined Saturday and never needed to learn it again. When an invitation comes in on a Friday now, I decline. Not with resentment — with something closer to relief. Knowing what you’re protecting has a quietness to it.