So I was working with this younger lovely woman today and she announces she's training for the Ironman.

Aw, that's nuthin', I sez, because I'm doing a 200km randonee on the 1st of March. So I signed up for it right then and there.

Dang, dude, you can do some dumb stuff sometimes.

If the weather is decent and my wife is available to rescue me, I might just give it a go.

Or I might not.