Got a complaint about who you’re foursomed with, take it to The Commissioner
It’s been a week already and I can’t believe it happened, but now I can finally say it: “I’m an Ironman!”. When I first heard of an Ironman (3.8km/2.4mi swim + 180km/112m bike ride + 42km/26mi), I thought that was something reserved for a few talented athletes, who on earth can run a marathon after cycling a stage long enough for the Tour of France (on its own, there’s no drafting!), not forgetting the ‘warm-up’ swim, that’s mental! 1,966 more words
Those Excuses for Choosing to Live Unhealthy... They Don't Work the Way Most People Think They Should.
I’m a recovering drunk. It’s plain and simple. If I put alcohol or drugs into my system there’s no telling when I’ll be able to stop, shy of passing out. 608 more words