So I'm happy to announce that the Ironman is back in one piece and with just a tiny limp.  I'm also elated to say that political foolishness has subsided for now and I'm back in the local paper.

You can read my column this week HERE.

There's only one way to welcome an Ironman back, and that's with pillows.  Axel and I whipped up a couple custom creature comforts from some darling mattress ticking to perhaps elevate his ankles or cushion his undeniably sore butt (a bike seat cannot be built for 112 miles...I'm only assuming).