I've now been through this thread three times. First as it unfolded, second the day after the Stag Run, and just now again, and let me say... you guys nailed it. I'm reading along, like especially TASM and CCGirl and OhBannonMyBannon and hobey and... Melistic, which was funny as heck... and thinking, cripes, that's me!<br><br>
Want to also add that, as you know, this is a very special time for me, and to have you guys here (yes, including roasting away) support it in the way you have is special. Thank you. And it is also a testament to the amazing thing that has become Team LIT. Because we are all a bunch of hard working, like-minded fools bouncing along, sometimes prancing, other times playing, in this thing we called life. We have grown together in sport, as friends, and some of us, like myself, even as the person we are. Together. Friends. Team. Thank you.<br><br>
Don: Thanks for the kind words. As for the vows, well, I will write my vows but, well, haven't done so just yet. But hey, I got just under 2 weeks! And I will try to keep them short, or at least as long as the Ironmates and no more. Note I said TRY! <img alt="smile.gif" src="http://files.kickrunners.com/smilies/smile.gif"><br><br>
Race Reports: Damn, I get a good laugh out of the "missing" race reports. Those who've been around these parts for a few years may recall that there are three race reports I have not written. No coincidence is it that those were also, in order, the three biggest races of my life. For reasons beyond me, I have yet to complete them. I have seriously paragraphs upon paragraphs on each, but yet no report. The memories and changes and lessons from them perhaps were too great, where there are so many words -- too many, really -- to be laid into print to do the experience justice. I hope I get a chance to go back and do that. I really do. But the events were so rich and fulfilling that even if I never do, I'll never forget the beauty that was each of those races.<br><br>
The only report from those races was the "IMWI: In-Race Special Report," which will forever in my mind be the real story of Ironman Wisconsin. I remember the heavy rains and the hills on the bike course or even loosen my lowest gear at mile 60 and then my second lowest by mile 80, and I remember the marathon and holding on through the driving rain... but the one part that comes to the front is getting my knee dirty in front of the state capitol building at State Street as I was completing the first loop of the marathon. That was special. And so although I have had a tough time writing to those events, that is one memory that I did get, and for that I am thankful. Because I return to it from time to time, and I know, as in any relationship, there will be time when I will need to pull it out again.