• Well I’m on long lonesome highway east of Omaha heading to Bonner Springs. I feel good, considering the poor decision to stay out until midnight last night.

    My favorite part of the races I have done is the drive to. Today is a three hour drive. I don’t think there is a better solitude than driving when it’s dark and there’s no one else on the road. Nothing better than being able to turn on music, cruise control, and just relax while the world flies by and the sun comes up.

    Today is going to be a good day.

    I am almost to Rock Port to buy fudge so I will see you after the race.


  • The 2023 Bonner Springs Indoor Triathlon was where I first tried a tri. And it will be the one I do every year. It’s a very simple 15 minute swim, 15 minute ride on an exercise bike, and 15 minute run on a treadmill. This year I’m adding 15 minutes on the toilet in Rock Port, Missouri because prerace nerves always kick in at some point on the drive to this race. (Which by the way if you stop at the truck stop in Rock Port, get their Muddy River Fudge at the counter. It’s life changing.)

    In my 3 years of doing this Bonner Springs Triathlon, I’ve had varying mindsets: I’ve had no expectations in 2023, and finished 2nd. In 2024, I hoped I could win and finished 2nd. And in 2025 I don’t know what to expect because I have done very little to prepare for this one except buy pre-workout mix for between the three disciplines.

    The only thing I expect for the race Sunday morning is…nothing. I feel nothing, I expect nothing, and I kind of feel this is best mindset I’ve had in months. For the first time going into any of these races, I don’t fear the result. I think I’m finally turning a corner about not have everything in life be about the results, and not enjoying or appreciating the journey.

    Every race I’ve gone into in the last two plus years, the goal is “DON’T FINISH LAST.” Altering my mindset for this third year of glorified exercising I think will make it far more enjoyable. So heading into this weekend I’m shifting the focus to enjoy the little things: ENJOY the drive, ENJOY the race, ENJOY the people I’ve met at the races, and ENJOY some Muddy River Fudge in Rock Port. I spend too much time comparing to others, that it robbed me of any enjoyment of the little things on the various trips to races.

    See ya back Sunday

  • Hey I’m Bob and 2026 is coming, and I embark on my 3rd year of being barely a triathlete I’m going to write about it. Sadly I will making less stupid videos that make some laugh and some cringe. 

    The reason I have decided to do this is to help me avoid the pitfalls I had after I did a 70.3 in March 2025. The thing I didn’t know after completing that is the anxiety, depression and alcoholism that would come with it. I’ve always been an alcoholic, but it was the only thing that calmed the anxiety and depression during the fall. 

     As someone who put very little effort into exercising for 31 years of my life, the stupidity of me having extreme depression and anxiety attacks because of not knowing what else there is to do in life after an athletic event is utterly insane. 

    This blog will be a look at how sometimes no matter what you do for therapy, something new is the only cure.