No workouts to report. Just a fantastic dinner with good friends, John and Michelle. I consider myself lucky that I have such close lifelong friends in my life. We spent hours eating, drinking, talking and laughing. I had such a good time that I felt like I was on vacation.
Hold onto those friends. It can be so hard to do that though with all this triathlon training. It feels like some friends -- close ones even -- get left by the wayside, like bystanders becoming a blur as you speed by on the TT bike. It's not intentional. It's life. It's changing priorities. Shifts in gears and focus.
Some people are worth slowing down for. Some experiences are worth slowing down for.
It's not often I can say that I feel truly enriched after a meal. When the conversation and company is every bit as scrumptious as the grilled swordfish and homemade pesto.
Tonight was one of those nights. I am grateful. I think I appreciate them even more because I know how rare and special such an experience is.
215 days and counting.