So a while back I got into a Facebook trash-talking thingie with a priest friend. He'd graduated Seminary, gained a bunch of weight while wallowing in misery, moved to California, found heaven-on-earth for his family, decided to get healthy, dropped 80 pounds, and said something about triathlon.
Somehow, that turned into us challenging each other to a triathlon. He's never done one before and somehow got the idea that full Ironman was the way to go.
Some people do that. Full Iron is their one-and-done triathlon. Me, I like the whole multisport thing and my teammates are really fun and cool, so I have fun with ALL the different distances.
Besides, I didn't think I'd be ready for full Iron, so I managed to talk him down. (Isn't "I like the multisport thing and all my teammates" a nice way of saying "I'm not ready for I am a worm and no runner"?)
That is why I registered for this. And so did my friend. And most of my teammates. There's a WHOLE BUNCH of us going.
Lake Stevens, July 21. All I have to do is up my speed and put in some good bike time so I can take my awesome BMC head-to-head with his Cervelo R3, which is also a sweet bike. One of my friends here Oregon has one, and I looked up the results from the last race we both did. She was faster than me on her R3, by a little over a minute. But I'd only had my BMC for four days. So I think the bikes are pretty evenly matched.
It is SO on, Gates.
And... I sorta can't believe I actually registered for an M-dot.