The Reason for the 2019 Season

Once again, it’s on like flan!

The 2019 race season is here, and I’m kicking it all off tomorrow at IRONMAN Santa Rosa. I finished my first season in triathlon with an IRONMAN in Cozumel on my Max’s birthday, so I figured I’d pick up where I left off this year.

But my season will hardly end in Santa Rosa. With some luck and a whole lotta training, I’ll be swimming, biking, and running in the rarified ranks of ultra triathlon- where the social capital of participating in long-form triathlon gradually falls off and people start quietly speculating on the major malfunction behind all the athletic overcompensation.

Thing is. . . there’s just not that much to my story: I miss my son. This is the only way I’ve found to show him I’d never give up on him as a father, because I can’t pick up the phone and simply tell him. I’d like to think it also might serve as a reminder for a parents who are going through hard times in their own separation to put their children first, because it’s probably hard enough on them already before adding parental alienation to the mix.

For now I have to focus on tomorrow’s leg of the journey- which is another way of saying I’ve got 4 hours to put in some sleep before I kick off the 2019 season with a dawncrack morning swim in Lake Sonoma. I’ll have to catch up with you after the race. Until then, here’s a pic of me with one of my biggest and only fans:


-IRONDAD and Speckles the Lion

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