Ok I have no idea what is going on here but it certainly does not look good. My current theory is that someone may have broken into my home and dumped my suitcases all over the floor while I was away at work.
Nevermind the fact that 7 days after my first Ironman I was still crawling up flights of stairs on all fours. That part was humbling. And sort of embarrassing. This part is just embarrassing. But it seems that ever since I finished the race I’ve taken a much greater interest in drinking beer than in fitness. Or laundry. Go figure.