Sort of sad and sort of good

For the last two years I have competed in the all important St. Anthony's triathlon in Florida during the last week in April. 2 years ago was the famous "swim during the small craft advisory" where my watch was ripped from my wrist by the constant chop and waves. 1 year ago was my best and most complete race so far. But alas, this year there are bigger fish to fry and so no St. Anthony's this go around.

To the good however, I got an email donation from Buddy and Renea today. They must have found me in the blogosphere. It was B and R who came to Chicago for my first real race ever. Alledgedly they both brought dark suits in case of my untimely death. So lets see where this year takes us.