For anyone who has had the good fortune to swim the buoy line at Narragansett Pier Beach, you know what I mean. Tonight we did 2 miles along the buoy line down and back on the course that the Firmman 1/2 Ironman uses in September. Fred Bartlett, triathlete, aquathlete, swimmer, runner, coach, mentor, etc. leads us on the swims on a regular basis. I felt I swam pretty well tonight considering my lack of time in the water this year. Straight and relatively quickly. With the brand new baby this spring, training had taken a back seat, and is just starting to resume some regularity now.

I ran the 10 mile Blessing of the Fleet on Friday night. Another great attraction down here in Southern Rhode Island. Literally thousands of runners and fans involved in the evening race. Usually uncannily hot, this year no exception. Point Judith Road, aka Route 108 always sucks the life out of you for two miles between 4-6. No breeze, slightly inclined, motorists driving home from the beach and this year, fantastically new black top pavement. Hot as $%^&. Like 90 and humid. Some family was on their game and passed out bags of ice at mile 4. Threw that under the hat and wa on my way. The hat by the way was the obligatory Discovery Channel Cycling cap, in lieu of the then pending victory, confirmed on Saturday's Time Trial and crowned on Sunday on the cobbles of Paris.

Anyhow, forgot to mention yesterday the kicker with this new baby experience is that my wife, God bless her, contracted Lyme Disease around 4 weeks post-partum, so that leaves me incharge of the baby all night while she recovers. Then I work, then I train. Fantastic and just how a true age grouper should suffer. I love the cycling lingo in that regard. They treat suffering as a part of the experience as a monk would. And by Gos, so will I.

That's all for today. I know I mentioned a Tour recap and that blurb above is hardly worthy, so more will come in time. I have to get some of the cool tools up on the site here.

Later, MW