Forrest and I arrive in Hawi.
Me. Stretching on a yoga mat. At 5:45. Before I go to masters and swim. To warm up for my 112 mile ride. Which precedes my paltry 4 mile run. Hard to believe.
Tumblr’s failure to post this picture earlier takes some of the shine out of my pithy comments (all of which are now forgotten).
About twenty days before it hits Pahoa. Next stop: Popaa Street.
Your mother got a salad at the swank sushi spot. I was pleased to learn about their heated toilet seats. #luxury
Six time Ironman World Champion gave me nutrition advice this morning at the pool. Not too shabby.
I found this in the baby clothes. I want some baby to spoil. I also want to not be responsible for the snotty little shit that is sure to result from said spoiling.
Joy to the world. 30 days.
This picture fails woefully to represent the beauty of these rainbows .
I got the black lung, Pop.
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