I’m trying to minimize the effects of my Ironman training on my family. This means doing my long run midweek (a good idea for anyone in IM training who can swing it, in fact) and, until it gets too long to fit in logistically, my long ride on Friday while the kids are in school. With the sudden return of winter to North Carolina—39 and drizzling today, with a forecast of gloomy weather through the weekend—this meant I put in an epic ride on the bike trainer today.
Seriously, the family drama was touching, if overdone. I do tend to cry at both televised sports and schmaltzy movies, so I was a goner. I went through a lot of tissues (and a few during movie number two). Here’s the scene from my saddle by the end of the ride.
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