I had my annual "watch Kona and cry" fest today. It was great. I look forward to it every year. I love how they dramatize everything, I love the images, I love the incredible stories and the people. I don't know why it makes me so emotional but I become a blubbering idiot and it feeds some fierce desire I have to do an Ironman one day. The elites are incredible, but I think I like watching the age-groupers the best.
I loved at the end when the 72 year old crossed and the narrator said something like "she's 72. How old are you?" and when the one man finished and the narrator said "you survived the creepy" because he thought being out there at night was so creepy.
"Live, more than your neighbors. Unleash yourself upon the world and go places. Go now! Giggle. Know. Laugh. And bark the the moon like the wild dog that you are!" - Jon Blais