Yesterday I wrote about my buddy Loomis. In that post I mentioned I'd most likely be posting about him again at another date.i had NO IDEA it would be two days in a row.
Part of me wants to write about his amazing wife today. I think that will have to come soon because she did the best thing for me today. She shared a play by play of Loomis' triathlon all day long.
I was outside all day working on our back deck. It was exhausting but truth is I couldn't have gotten as much done without the status updates of my buddy in his first 1/2 IronMan!
Heres what that means:
First he got in the water for this long!
Swimming in choppy water with a thousand other people for 1.2 miles. More than the distance though... He swam for almost an hour. Shut up. Just. Shut. Up.
Then he got on his bike.
At this point you're probably thinking, "Yes Stuart, we know how a triathlon works."
I don't care. I'm sharing crazylove and MAD R.E.S.P.E.C.T. for my friend.
After saddling up he rode 56 miles.
Get in your car. Drive fifty-six miles. Get out, look around and ponder for a moment how far away from your home you are at that moment. Geez.
Then, 'cuz you know, because it's a TRI-athalon... He ran. A HALF MARATHON. I can't. I just can't.
I have always said I hate running. I've journeyed through this last year by way of stories and status updates from Loomis as he's prepared for this journey. Now, in writing I think I'm gonna give it a shot. Not a triathlon... I am deathly afraid of unmarked water further than waste high.
Now, this is Loomis before and after.
This was October 2014 to October 2015.
Finally, what better way to round out this crazy love than a little Iron Man Ironman.
That's an Ironman medal!
This. I had a lot of fun doing this.