You Can’t Go Home Again

Except when you can, which I did today. Does that make any sense? It was supposed to be a jokey way to say that I’ve arrived in the great Q-city, home of the Steelman Triathlon and other great things such as the Q-mart and my family.

My painful Igor hitch has disappeared in favor of a moderate, considerably less painful hunchback-y swagger. I’m leaning toward doing the tri and walking the 5k because why not?

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