diary of a post-Ironman funk
Four weeks ago today I stepped over my first Ironman finish line in Mont Tremblant, Quebec. And then, boom. Life resumed.
Four weeks ago today I stepped over my first Ironman finish line in Mont Tremblant, Quebec. And then, boom. Life resumed.
Finishing an Ironman—a day spent swimming 2.4 miles, cycling 112 miles, and running 26.2 miles— is an achievement worth commemorating with words beyond status updates.