Notes from Ironman Village
Saturday, September 08, 2007
T-18 hours. Wow. But my bike is racked, my gear bags are checked, and not much to do now but catch a movie, take a nap, have dinner with a good portion of my favorite people, and try to get some sleep.
In the meantime, though, I'd like to propose a couple of rules given my observations in Ironman Village today:
- No spandex unless you have bike shoes on, are just about to put them on, or have very recently taken them off. Spandex is not acceptable attire on State Street, at the Farmer's Market, or at brunch. And checking in your bike and bags is not so strenuous a process that it requires full-body spandex. Promise -- I just did it in a t-shirt and jeans; no chafing to speak of.
- Why, why, why the head-to-toe Ironman regalia? If it's because you're just so gosh-darned excited to be here doing Ironman, well then, I guess you get a pass. You can't fault a person for exuberance. But if you're doing it just so everyone else knows you're doing Ironman? Ugh. Don't.
I'm sure I'll think of others...feel free to add your own. But for now, that's all I've got. Naptime now.
Posted by Erin 11:16 AM
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My nap rocked, how was yours?
;)
You were a complete rockstar. Well done, girl.
Sounds like the start of a series of Ironman-specific "Man Laws"....
Congratulations Iron Erin!