Monthly Archives: March 2013

The Real Reason People Compete in Triathlons- It Ain’t the Medals

A few minutes ago, I saw the last remnants of my race number slide down my arm as the soap and water carried the marking away. I completed my first triathlon today, and it was a much more emotionally charged … Continue reading

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The Sanimal- Getting Schooled by a Grandma

I got my ass handed to me by a sixty six year old. In two weeks, I will be competing in my first triathlon, along with my mother-in-law, Sandy.  It is not only her first triathlon, but her first race … Continue reading

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Tattoo Kryptonite

“What is your tattoo?  Intestines?” Yes, I got intestines tattooed on my arm.  Just the small intestine though.  I’ve got to find the right artist to capture the detail of the larger counterpart.  Is my sarcasm coming through?  Ok, good. … Continue reading

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