As far as the blogosphere is concerned, I may as well be dead. I haven't posted. I haven't generated little tidbits of information to spew into cyberspace for the consumption of the few who I force feed this blog by signing them up to receive automatic updates. (If I didn't then NO ONE would read it! Grin.) But, I am happy to report, I am not dead.
In fact...
I am training again! Training for a race that just may kill me. Then I will be dead. And then I won't be able to post. Sorry about that. Just how it goes when you are dead.
Ok, maybe a bit of an exaggeration. Just maybe. However, here are the stats. My house sits at, according to a cool site called at www.earthtools.org, 170.6 ft above sea level. I often do my riding and biking, aka training, down along the Potomac River which sits at 19.7 ft above sea level. Currently I am doing my swim training in our pool at the bottom of my street: 150.9 ft above sea level. Why do you care? Because on July 10th at 7:00 am, I will be jumping into a freezing cold lake to swim 750m, then biking 20k and running 5k at, drumroll please...
5567.6 ft!!!
That is why I might die.
So, enjoy the last few weeks of my life. I will try and come up with some vaguely interesting things to post and then you can all show up at my funeral and say nice things about me like: "Wow, he really knew how to take an idea and milk it for a really long and pointless blog posting." And I will be looking down (or up) and giving a little fist pump. Mission accomplished!
Til next time...
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