I'm still marinating in the gazpacho of emotions from last week's Ironman. It was awesome. And it sucked. It can be punctuated with a lot of these-- !!!!, but also a lot of these-- #$%#@. As my wise friend, Neeraj, said, "You didn't die and you finished; therefore, you won!" That's so true, "So shut up, ego, and leave me alone for a minute to marinate."
In many ways, it stands out as THE benchmark day amidst a benchmark year amidst my life. Without so many lovely people…
I've only got about a month left 'till my A-race of the year-- Ironman Wisonsin. Unfortunately my tri season had to be shrunk this year due to my ankle injury in March, but this week I managed to pull off my most epic week of the season and can report that my ankle is now 100%. I even won* my first event.
*Only because I went off course accidentally and shortened it by 3 miles.
Last week, I offered to pace a good friend of mine for 20 miles on her 100…Continue
I have a new-found respect for the grit of Triple T athletes. Even though the venue is beautiful, the three day triathlon festival in Portsmouth, Ohio is nothing short of bestiality.
Here's the pecking order of toughness as I see it:
Putting red hot coals in your underwear > American Triple T Triathlon> All Ironman events (except for St. George allegedly) > Lil Smokie 1/2 Ironman (one day of the Triple T)> All other 1/2 Ironmans > Scrabble with my wife >…