Ironman Louisville – Friday Night

Fellow Fab 5’er, Daniel, and I just had a little dinner at Bearno’s Pizza.  I ordered a family salad and we each had individual pizzas.  Then we walked over to Ironman headquarters at the Galt House and found THIS on the IM registration table! photoMore than a little bummed at the moment.

The mood here is calm.  Didn’t see too many racers traipsing about, but did get a look at the mighty bridge that will not be a part of this year’s run course.  I think it’s a fair trade for the heat this town keeps pouring on the athletes.  Even tonight, the warm winds had me reaching to take my shirt off.  photo-4

Yeah, we went looking for some action at the Galt House, but didn’t see much other than this hook-n-ladder cruising the strip.  I reasoned the mayor must have thought these guys were slacking and told them to go put out some fires. photo-1Inside the Galt House, it was a bit festive and Thelma’s Coffee House was clearly open, but nobody was working.  Daniel graciously volunteered to serve many of the sleepy competitors. photo-5The practice swim is from only from 8-10!  And this will not be wetsuit legal.  photo-2If you’re caught in the river before 8 or after 10  you will be disqualified and escorted out of town in this horse drawn fairy tale.  photo-7

I really love this town for some reason.  I think it’s because it’s so damn cool, but not packed.  There are tons of great buildings and cool little places, but it still feels undiscovered.  Not to mention, there are a ton of possibilities, and 1,000s of athletes will soon be exploring them.  photo-6

The Next Few Days Are About Louisville

As much as possible, I am trying to “let go” of Wisconsin for a few days.  The Southeast is heating up again and it’s time to reflect on a major reason I am in these shoes:  Ironman Louisville.

ironman louisville eventpgmainimg 1280x600 v2Last year at this time I agreed to drive up to Louisville with Jim to watch Racer K tackle his first Ironman.  Jim and I settled into Skyline Chili along the way, then went to the Galt House to find Kevin before regretting that I overloaded at Skyline Chili.

It was all so foreign to me at the time and I couldn’t believe how many people were milling around the host hotel talking about swim, bike, and run.  I knew something big was about to happen, but didn’t quite understand the magnitude.

This year I will be going up to support coach Robbie, Corey and Wasky (pictured in that order below).  Three guys that I’ve spent a ton of time with this summer and must be literally sitting on the edge of their seats as the clock counts down to cannon.robbiecoreywaskyI haven’t quite “been there” yet, but I’m guessing there’s not much you can do those last few days other than pack up your shit and battle anxiety.  There’s nothing left other than not losing your mind and finding a zone.  It’s one of those weird places where you don’t want to be distracted, but really need a distraction.

I’ll be in Louisville tomorrow night, then getting up early to ride the bike course in case I choose to put myself through the fires of hell in August one day in the future.  I may even run around the town a bit and down 4th Street to see if I can imagine the electricity that will be filling that finish line on Sunday night.  I’ve seen it and it is definitely something to write home about.

Then Sunday morning, I will tread lightly as three close friends stand in the swim line ready to culminate months of hard work.  And this is what I imagined when I created Crushing Iron.  Being around people who push themselves to the limits to see how far that will take them.  And while I’m not racing, this morning will be about the incredible journey we’ve taken together.6a00d83451b18a69e2015434eff28b970c-600wiIt will be about all those little things that help keep everyone on track.  About the selflessness we all shared in order to bring out the best in each other.  Hundreds of days and thousands of little inspirations that have all come down to this day.  Now, it’s time for them to show everyone else why we have so much faith in what they’re about to do.

This is it boys, make no mistake where you are.FinishLine

17 Days Out Lesson – from my Neighbor James – My lil James Jr. gonna come out that door right there and start yellin, “Mr. Mike, Mr. Mike,” and you gonna be like, “Damn, James Jr. out here screamin ‘Mr. Mike’ again.”  And you gonna be right, but he just wanna say what up.  Take a minute to say he a good kid.