The thousands of athletes and cheering fans on Alii Dr. have all gone home. The chafe wounds, blisters, sunburns and sore muscles have all healed. There is nothing left but the memory of an incredible journey which began many years ago and finished on a mystical October night in Kailua-Kona, Hawaii. The night I became an Ironman forever. I'm beginning to think about life after the Ironman. That's the purpose of this blog, and I've called it Transition3 for that reason. The transition from Ironman life back to reality. The one where there are bills and bosses, successes and failures, highs and lows. But that's all part of the journey, and we wouldn't be able to appreciate something like the amazing rush of running down the final 100 meters on Alii Dr. at the Ironman World Championships if it didn't take a whole lot of sacrifice and determination and passion to overcome our own weaknesses and insecurities to get there. So this is where I find myself. Reeling from the successful completion of the Ironman World Championships and wondering what's next. Enjoy the journey because we're only getting started. As one of my dearest friends always says, "Today is a great day to be alive!" Enjoy the journey, my friends!
