I was going to write one of my typical nonsensical pop culture related postings tonight, but then I stumbled upon this blog, courtesy of my friends at Endurance.
All I can say is "wow": Ian's story so closely resembles mine (except for our different cancers that is) it's scary. In fact, his non-cancer related life too seems pretty similar: lives in Marin, two kids around the same age, seems kind of driven, etc. Only difference is that he seems like a hell of an athlete, while I am middle of the road at best.
His story takes me back to around two years ago when I, too, was training for Vineman, less than 90 days outside of my thyroid surgery and the day before I started all my pre-radiation protocols. I did beyond minimal training and really was not certain I'd be able to finish. In fact, I didn't decide to race (I use the word loosely) until literally five days before the race.
It was by far the slowest race I ever did in my life but it was also my most memorable. I have done dozens -- probably hundreds - of races faster, but there is no performance, including Ironman, of which I am more proud. I will never forget crossing that finish line.
I am sorry to pass this ignominious mantle to Ian, but based on his blog, he's worthy successor in terms fo his approach to life and his approach to cancer.
So, Godspeed. Ian. Go out there and kick some cancer and Vineman ass. You better believe I'll be rooting hard for you.