I am so thankful for my friend Acie. The occasional Monday afternoon I will go over to his house for coffee and conversation. Today, I came bearing Starbucks. We sat in his living room talking about life, faith, the Caribbean, and mathematics. He supplied croissants, strawberries, and a thoughtful, easy-going intellect. A lovely rain fell outside. It was a wonderful afternoon.
One of the reasons I really enjoy the sport of triathlon is suffering with friends. Where else do you get to do such a thing? And, in what other forum can one justify eating strange food-like things on the go--Gu, Gatorade, Bonk Breakers, Perpetuem Chews, and Endurolyte Fizz?
I am sore. A thunderstorm is coming.
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