ironman louisville

today was one of those days, it was perfect - this is why.

rode bikes for hours

watched the ironman

met up with friends

lunch at please & thank you

rode more bikes

ate homemade lasagna

ice cream at dairy kastle

watched more of the ironman

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{coffee at lunch}

{first finisher off the bike}

{bike to run transition}

every single year when the ironman comes to louisville i dream of doing it, it's all i can think about leading up to it and for weeks after. i go back in forth in my head, should i - or shouldn't i? 

at the beginning of the day while watching the ironman the answer to the above question is YES. but then as the day progresses and i see the enormous pain the athletes are in my answer slowly becomes maybe i shouldn't. until the point where we go sit on southern parkway and it's 8 o'clock, which mind you is FOUR HOURS after the 1st person finished. this is the point where the athletes coming through look rough, and when i say rough i mean rough. i will save you the details but i'm sure you can imagine what you would look like after a 2.4 mile swim (in the ohio river), 112 mile bike ride, and now your working on a 26.2 mile run. needless to say, i always feel guilty sitting on the curb with a huge smile on my face in complete admiration of these people, while they are hobbling, grimacing, and asking themselves the question...why?