After a terrible swim on Saturday that left me wheezing like a 75-year-old man with emphysema (before even swimming 100m), I spent the rest of the weekend feeling beaten, deflated and wondering whether this 70.3 dream is just one of my crazy schemes.

It also involved eating leftover rainbow cake from Da Chicks birthday party and doing the ugly cry in quiet moments locked away in the bathroom.

After the kids went home, Da Mom attacked the leftover rainbow cake like a savage beast.

Then I started doing some research on possible reasons for my condition in the water and by sheer accident discovered the awesomeness which is (Check out

I’m SO inspired by her journey… So inspired that I started doing the ugly cry while watching this clip…


(more on the swim later…)