I could write a 20-page race report on that day from a spectator/volunteer perspective, but that's another post for another day. The short of it is that we had SO much fun and we were able to be a part of a lot of our friends' stories.
The next morning, we headed over to the Ironman Village to sign our lives away. We are seriously SO STOKED about this. There is something truly wrong with us....
Two days ago, we went to a post-Ironman party at a friend's house to eat, swim, eat, relive IMTX16, eat, and eat. When we got in the car to go home, the button on my board shorts popped open. My eyes grew wide, my face blushed, and I looked at Doug. "Ironman training starts right now. RIGHT. NOW." I purchased these board shorts in 2002 - mind you - long before babies and long before I knew anything about my body at all. Regardless, it was enough of an eye opener to jolt me into action. Right. Now. I've been slacking since Galveston, but that nonsense ends right now.
I went out this morning with my crew for 50 miles. I snapped these quick pics before I left the house. I cannot believe I am actually putting this out there for the world to see... Whatever, man. It'll be fun to see my progress (and the bathroom progress...). HA! They are sideways and I can't fix them. Only the most determined folks will be able to really see what this is all about...
Note the dissatisfied look on my face... more veggies. Less Blue Bell.
After a delightful ride with fun friends, I think I'm back on the wagon. With school letting out on Thursday, there's no telling what's getting ready to happen to my schedule. I'm keeping my knees bent and my eyes on the prize. 326 days to glory!!
