So, I'm a marathoner and I spent a few hours watching the finishers at Lake Placid Ironman. That's 2.4 mile swim, 112 mile bike AND a marathon. I don't pretend to even understand what they go through. Swim? Me? Nah. No way. Or not yet.
It's physical and mental, for sure. I was watching cause someone I know -- and have been chatting with for a whole year -- was doing it for the first time and we knew he'd go down to the wire. I was very happy to see with 8 minutes left that he crossed the line, wearing an unmistakable top with a Canadian flag.
Then I heard that Matt Long, NYC firefighter who got hit by a bus and almost died a few years ago, was doing the Ironman. Wow. And then he crossed the finish line with a few mere minutes left. If you haven't read about him, do yourself a favour and read this.
He said he did his last Ironman in 11:18. Today, 16:58:01. "Three years ago, I was dead," he told the announcer at the finish line. "Now I'm an Ironman." Here are some pictures of his finish.
Inspiring. Then the last finisher was urged past the finish line with a massive crowd cheering on. He made it a second before midnight.
If only I can bring a fraction of that passion and determination to my marathoning, I'd be very fortunate on race day.