Now that Ironman training is really, truly over for the first time in several years, I'm not quite sure what to do with myself anymore. I mean, there's eating and TV, of course. But I don't know what order to do those things in.
I did, however, spend my evening yesterday peeling and chopping mangoes with Anna and Emma because Craft Lake City is baaaaaa-aaaaaack. We will have our usual schyzophrenic Polynesian/Argentinian food stand on Friday and Saturday at Gallivan Center downtown. If you're attending the free festival, (I think it's free?) please stop by and say hi. Tami misses you.
And until then, your Pictures and Distractions:
I somehow got locked in the room I was staying in at Sam's house. I sought help, unsuccessfully, from Young Wade until I finally had to take the door off the hinges using objects I could find in the room. Note the time stamps on the above texts.
Paul Cyclemon ready for the race!
Cathie keeps assaulting me via text with as many awkward post-race pictures as she can.
Mr. Pants sent me this picture from Brianne's phone on race day to wish me luck. He's always so thoughtful.
*****Stranger Picture of the Week
In Washington DC. Heaven help us all. Thanks, Allana.
Crap to distract you from whatever you're supposed to be doing:
