Day 3

All day yesterday I dreamed to go to bed early, and when the time came and the stars algned, I layed there awake. 4:30am chimes came far too early, and I was faced with the question, “Who am I?” For a moment, I confused it with the question, “What am I?” to which I had a ready response; “Tired!” It took me a few moments to search for the truth: I am an Ironman. Once proved. But one who cannot rest on his laurels. It has been nearly a decade since I’ve proved my salt, and I’m here at 4:30am to do it again. Saddle Up.