Competed in my first half ironman triathlon today in Tempe, Arizona (no, Sheriff Joe was nowhere to be seen - looks like he can use some triathlon training though - might be a useful distraction from the ridiculous things he does to waste the tax dollars of the people of Maricopa County - and from what I heard on local talk radio, he's got a lot of people in town who wish he would go away).

Anyway, after meeting with clients attending a conference here, I stuck around for a sporting event that I'm not I can see myself doing again soon. 1.2 mile swim, 56 mile bike, half marathon run. That's twice the distance of the event I blogged about last year. It was tougher than the bike centuries and marathons I've done in my life and even though my time was pretty slow (and a popped spoke on my bike only two miles in made the bike ride much slower and physically demanding since my tire was unstable). And Arizona's warm weather and lack of any clouds made the run not exacty fun. I was ready to kiss the ground when I finished.

Delta must have known how sore I am right now since I just learned I've gotten a first class upgrade for the red eye flight home this evening.