In this year of trying new things, I stood at the finish line of the Kansas Half Ironman today.
Yes, it was hot and windy, and all I wanted was a cool drink of water as I heard the emcee announce the names of those crossing the finish line before me.
The atmosphere, though, carried such a sense of accomplishment. There is nothing quite like spending time with competitors who stand alone in a sea of athletes, digging in deep to reach the final 70.1.
Maybe next time I will actually participate. But probably not.