It really doesn’t get much better than waking up to Petr V wearing nothing but a speedo, knocking at my hotel room door. God I love the Euros. (Petr V: “my rival,” or the Czech pro who races more ironmans than I
do.)
This was how I began my week here in Floripa, one of my favorite ironman destinations. [...]
21 May 08: Florianopolis, Brasil
8 May 08: Checking in from Tucson
The other night a friend of mine claimed that he didn’t know how I was doing because I hadn’t updated my blog . . . I argued that I didn’t have anything worth reporting here: “What do you want me to say: ‘My personal life is a mess, but training is going well!’”
To this, my [...]
