A little heart to heart...

So, there I was trying to get Mr KT to agree to doing an adventure race (with no luck) when it happened... (cue music please) a minor disagreement over training/racing. Now, we never, and I really do mean never, yell, slam doors, bite, kick, punch, pull hair, name call or anything like that. One person gets mad, Mr KT gets quiet, I get over it, he dwells on it, we talk about it the next day, and its over. No big deal. (And yes, we occasionally do go to sleep annoyed.) We just very rarely disagree about anything big enough to get mad over, which is very lucky for both of us. This was no exception, nobody was mad, nobody's feelings were hurt, we just didn't see eye to eye.

A few facts that were hashed out.
• I like to try new things, apparently that makes me A.D.D.
• He would rather stick to one sport, apparently that makes him a fun-hater.
• I am spoiled (that word was not actually used, and I prefer to think of it as well taken care of) and I usually end up with the nice new gear (note: TT bike) while he makes do with less expensive gear. Apparently all three of his bikes together equalled my baby blue tri bike.
• Mr KTs suggestion was that I focus on one thing and do it well (read the Spirit of Racine Half IM) to which I replied that I just want to finish without a trip to the med tent. I want to be fast but it is all about fun as well, and I hear the med tent is not fun.
• He agreed to run Market to Market, a local distance relay, if I put together a team but not to do the adventure race. Deal.
• I opted to impeach him as the chair of fun in our relationship. He nominated himself for the director of responsibility. Ewww, who wants that role anyway?

And all is well with the world.