To the water's edge
All the iron lemmings drew
And froze their butts off.
I did a 20-minute swim in water with Greyhound and Baboo, so smooth, so calm, that sighting was accomplished without even lifting my nose out of the water. I was oh, so slow but felt good. Swimming in water like this, albeit 56 degrees, was like BUTTAH. I wore a snug-fitting l/s shirt under my wetsuit, which seemed to increase my comfort without slowing me down too much. Today's water temp: 56 degrees. TOTALLY doable. All I'm worried about, as usual, is the bike.
Last night I had dinner at a place called Capones and met so many bloggers that I hope I don't leave anyone out: In attendance were Tea, Momo, Iron Eric, Greyhound, Blink, Neoprene Wedgie, SWTriGal, Big'un, Di, Tac Boy, Spokane Al, Supalinds, and many, many more, and many wonderful Iron mates and kiddos.
Beat the moon!