As I look out the window beyond this screen, I see a blanket of white snow. A fresh start, a perfect template for a new year… And it’s so peaceful.
140.6. Yep, that’s one hundred and forty point six miles of torture. My husband is doing his first Ironman this Sunday. He’s done marathons, half-Ironmans (70.3 for those of you mathematically challenged ;) ) and grew up a swimmer but he’s never completed “the big one.” He’d always talked about it and since he put... Continue Reading →