T-rithlon minus 42 days

Wow, completed my first open water training today in the swells of the Atlantic ocean. Here is a summary of events:

- 1.5 hour train ride to Coney Island.

- marveled at the truly ugly/scary/carny look of the place

- found the Trithlon training group. Easy to spot them among the local beach specimens

- spent an hour "drinking from the sea" while flailing around in the waves like a fish out of water (ironic, I know)

- noshed down a Nathan's hot dog. Pretty damn good dog.

- 1.75 hour train ride home (I missed my station)

- kissed my beautiful wife