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I don't know yet whether this was a finale or a new beginning. Or something simpler perhaps—a homecoming of sorts.
I don't know yet whether this was a finale or a new beginning. Or something simpler perhaps—a homecoming of sorts.
Please support me as I bike and run 140.6 miles during the month of September. And then some.
That time I traveled a long, long way to almost DNF my first Ironman.
Key elements to any meaningful pursuit, and in this case, my sixth Ironman.
Finally, all these years later, my childhood dream has come true—in a way.
Getting the 11-hour monkey off my back — in Europe's home of little mermaids and tall tales.
I haven't even done what I came here to do yet, but this Danish city has already stolen my heart.