I stepped on a scale this morning people, first time in a long time, and I knew, I mean I knew like you know a good melon that it was going to be bad, and I tell you good people, it was all that and a sack of five guys french fries. And on top of it, 5 years ago almost to the day, I finished an Ironman. Mother effer! What the eff happened? But I am here before the Gods and 3 or 4 readers, not to bitch (well maybe a little) but to tell you that I am on the comeback trail. Don't think that the real news is that Lance Armstrong is coming back to professional cycling and the Tour, no Sympathetic Reader!, it is your benevolent Bubba vowing in these pages to get back to the Ironman in 2010. And I'm asking for your help to call me out on this blog if you do not see occasional progress written up. Let us walk this journey together so that we may all celebrate on some day in 2010 when we cross the line one more time.
Let us not forget to vote in the poll either. I thank the 2 intrepid souls (Incognito and A.E.Bayne) who left excellent feedback and voted! All input is greatly appreciated, even if you're a rank stranger who just stumbled accidentally into this bog. The fate of the country depends on it.
Notes from a dirty rotten spud
3 comments:
Go Bubba. Go Bubba.
I applaud your efforts to get back into the swing. I have joined a group of crazy people who are going to run a half-marathon next September. I, who ran a mile once, and almost died--that was 32 years ago! But I am taking it slow and easy and rather enjoying it! Sending good vibes (don't look at that scale for a while).
Slow and steady gets it done. I've got the slow down, it's the steady I'm having a hard time with. Can't get back in a rhythm. Good thing September is 11 months away.
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