In the absence of the mojo to write about Sunday - or to sleep... at all... this week, I leave you with this photo which encompass everything I feel about Ironman racing. Captured by the event photographer at the weekend. I am so glad this is over and yet at the same time I miss it in my life.
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Time, Feeding, The Comfort of a Dry Robe & Undying Support |
And yet, in a glimmer of hope, I took 4 whole minutes off my marathon run time.
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On my way out. Notice how I'd only taken one glove off! |
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