I want to remember
A few days ago, I went back and re-read some of my posts leading up to Coeur d'Alene back in 2012. I used to post every weekday (exhausting). Now I only post race reports and the occasional babbling missive on training and/or puppies with a hefty side of selfie. I often feel like I have run out of anything even remotely interesting to contribute to the internet; I look up and notice that a month has gone by and I haven't spent any time in this little corner of my existence. And I've realized that maybe I shouldn't worry so much about saying anything that has any value (ha!) but instead just scribble down the crap I want to remember if I decide to poke around in the time leading up to ironman number six a few years from now. (It is very lucky that you cannot smell this picture). I want to remember that I bought a new bike this spring and I love it and it has been a colossal pain in the ass. I've been on my CD.01 for four years, it has taken me through five