35 hours after my cab picked me up here . . .
I was finally here, reunited with these two! Home sweet home. Love it.
This is what 35 hours of travel looks like right an ironman, in spite of wearing compression socks for the whole trip:
Cankles and sausage feet.
I logged some quality time in the Recovery Pump last night and a couple of easy hours on the bike this morning with Aunt Sammy and the legs are almost back to normal.
With any luck, the brain cells will be back intact tomorrow and I can finish up my race report!
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Yikes those are some serious cankles!! Gotta love Ironman + airline travel… CONGRATS on your race over there!
hilarious. new facebook photo!!!
that pic makes me want to see arizona!
COME VISIT!!!!!!!!!!!!! omg we will give you the royal tour!!!
OMG!!! Poor thing!
OMG….you’re feet and cankles!!! Sam said they look as though you put them into a microwave like a marshmallow and let them blow up! Enjoy the time back at home!!
Side note…heading to Madison in the next week or two. If you want anything from the Silly Yak let me know. I’ll ship it to ya!