Being a professional amateur athlete has its up sides… For instance, I’ve picked up some obscure talents that may or may not cross over to the real world some day. (yeah right)
Some of these skills are, but in no way limited to, the following:
Constructing drying racks/lines out of whatever means necessary. Often containing shoe laces, rifle cases, lighting fixtures, vents, and wire clothe hangers…
Wielding large cumbersome objects through tight spaces, and not causing bodily harm to any innocent bystanders.
Knowing exactly how much 50 lbs is. (If I can heft it onto my shoulder in one movement it is under 50lbs….every time)
Knowing how to trick scales into thinking your bag is only 50lbs.
The ability to sleep anywhere, anyplace, anytime, any how. Bonus points for doing so in the middle of a 5 person row in the back of a plane on an 8 hour flight.
Cooking entire meals on a hot plate.
Smiling your way through customs. ‘Wait… You? …have the firearm???’
Counting to 5. Well atleast 3…
If anything I’m set up wonderfully to be a hobo if this biathlon thing doesn’t work out.