The Dream-Day 93

NYC Triathlon is in the books.

First and foremost, I want to thank everyone who made contributions to my charity (Multiple Myeloma). Your incredible generosity will go to doing great things for people in need. To be honest, the only way I got into this event was to raise money for a charity and MMRF went out of their way to provide that opportunity. Since that time, I've did some research on the foundation and also learned that I have a cousin that's afflicted. I was honored to do a video shoot for them the day before the race that they'll use for promotional purposes. I know this was the way it was supposed to happen. I don't believe in coincidences.

STATS:
.9 mi swim: 20:46
25 mi bike: 1:20:06 (18.6 avg)

6.2 mi run: 49:16 (7:56 pace)

Total Time: 2:38:25

548 out of 2,080

Swimming in the Hudson. Hey, it could've been the East River.

Heading out of transition to start the bike portion.

What a thrill to finish strong with my daugher screaming along with thousands of others. 

With this race, the journey not only continued but, as usual, provided unexpected inspiration. Race day was chaotic to say the least. It was 4:45am, pitch black, thousands of people, it's raining, and you're setting up your area which is slightly larger than a postage stamp. My bike was positioned near the end of a rack near the perimeter where the parathletes were. I looked across and spotted artificial leg after artificial leg leaning against the fence. Stopped me in my tracks.

During the race, I passed and was passed by several parathletes on bikes and on the run course. I couldn't help marveling at what they could do and how fortunate I was.

Feel free to use these the next time anyone you know (including yourself) says they can't do something.

  

Lastly, my heart goes out to the families of the 64 year old man and 40 year old woman that died during the swim leg.