Kicked When You're Down

We should have been boarding the airplane for Charleston right now. But all is cancelled and non-refundable. My wife has acquired Mononucleosis, destroying her entire year of training for the next Ironman event. This is a photograph from one of her last triathlons, here in Cleveland.

I don't run unless someone's chasing me, someone I couldn't take down without running. Athletically, I'm more of a cyclist. These old skateboard knees just can't take repetitive punishment from long distance running.

Sad to see all that training and pain be for nothing. But then again everything is for nothing.