Why Sherb is a moron.
Well, there are several reasons but here is the latest. I've signed up to compete in a half Ironman Distance Triathlon in Montauk October 1. For those not in the know, that's a 1.2 mile swim followed by a 56 mile bike ride capped off with a 13.1 mile run. I have no business doing this other than to punish my body for the sins I have committed. For some sick reason I feel I need to push myself to find my absolute limits of physical and mental endurance, like this somehow makes me more of a man, more Sherbtastic. As if reaching that point of life or death, that do or die moment, the absolute edge is really going to define who I am to myself. In reality, all it's going to do is make me sign up for an Ironman next year. Guess I'm a bit of an adrenaline junkie.
"Buy the ticket, take the ride."
-Hunter S. Thompson


1 Comments:
I have reached the "absolute edge," my friend, and I know what's awaits you. There... you will find... your own personal El Guapo.
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