21 Ironmans and 2 deca's in 30 days

How appropriate the name of the race was called What is Your Limit.
I guess with theses circumstances my limit is exactly what was received.  I don't think there is another   Canadian that has done more than 10 Ironmans consecutively before, and I know that no one has done two individual deca's in a months, with a collective total of 21.  Under the circumstances I should be pleased with this result.  There is always that part of me that wonders if circumstances where different, could I have done the 30.
I'm now recuperating and trying to get the swelling to go down in my legs.  Time heals many things.
This has been a challenging time in my life and a great growing experience.  I have met so many people that have inspired me and made me look at things from a whole new perspective.  A lot of people have called us many things such as crazy or nut jobs.  One of my favorite things to do is to run on Saturday morning with the run group.  It's not for the exercise its for the coffee and conversation that happens after.  I suppose going to these races gives us the opportunity to connect with each other and share our stories that no one else can understand.
I am also so grateful that my wife and family give me the opportunity to discover things that are out of there perception of insanity.  They were not happy with me going but they never stopped me from achieving the goals that I desired.

Everyone know wants to know what's next.  Truthfully I don't know.  I'm anxious to get back to my regular life that I so enjoy..  I'm glad I stayed and left nothing on the table and I walked away knowing that I could achieve no more.  I refuse to live my life wondering what if, I prefer to ask.  Why not.....   I believe that there are a thousand opportunities out there that we can explore, you just have to forget about fear jump in feet first.  It's shocking at first but exhilarating while you are there.

Just how much do you want it

Sorry I haven't had any free time to blog.  Once the race starts your time is so precious.  It's 1:40 and I'm just going to bed.  Have to be up at 6.
So, I have a hole in my toe the size of a nickel..I had a blood blister, had it drained, got another one on top, had it drained, got another one.  Now it is just a gaping hole that hurts like hell.  The outside pool is freezing, my lips are blue when I come out and I can't stop shaking.  It's freezing here and everyone is in winter coats all of a sudden.  What a change.  Had. Wipeout on a corner today with my bike, slide for a good 10 feet.  My shoulder and side is really sore.  Every time I take off my bike shorts there is blood inside them..  My ass is like raw hamburger.

Just finished day 17, had to walk the marathon because my feet are so jacked up.  Three more days and we can call it quits.  It's also suppose to pour for the next three days.  This is definetly the toughest thing I've ever done.

Restarting a broken engine

Okay, long story short.  I re entered he race today for another Deca.  No promises but I just couldn't leave without giving it my all.  Lots of complications from before but I will work through those problems.  I just couldn't let it go.  No promises, all I can do is try.

Just finished my first day, it was a good day but it is calling for rain tommorow and the bike course turn around is the church.  They have 2 services, so the traffic will be Evan scarier than usual.
It very hard to start an engin that has been shut down for repairs for nine days.  The engine iss still not repaired but we must turn it back on and ask for it to perform at top speed.

I never make anything easy in my life.

Licking my wounds

Did not race today, stayed in bed.  Walking is difficult so doing another day seems out of the question.  My feet will need some recovery to get the swelling and inflammation down.  Had lots of time to reflect today, some times that's good sometimes that's bad.  I'm happy with the fact that I know I couldn't go another day today, unhappy with the fact I couldn't go another day today.

The swim was easy to do every day, the first five days of the bike course where pure hell, then they changed the course which was still difficult and challenging but I was getting used to it and did not dread it anymore.  The run is another beast of its own.  They had you going the same wy for the first six days which really put pressure on you feet.  Everyone had blisters all over there baby toe.  I suggested the change it to the other way.  Next day it was changed.  Now they are opting to alernate it every other day.  This race was so unorganized from the beginning.  It's day 12 and slowly improvements are being made.  Too late for the people who came before.  If my feet where not swollen I would be still going.  It's amazing to me that we can push ourselves to that level.

I obviously made some mistakes and could have done better, I should be pleased with 11 Ironmans in a row on a monster of a course, but the truth is, I'm disappointed.
Everyone is very kind and has nice things to say but I will always be my own critic.  My 26year old roommate is still on the course.  His wife and mother in law arrived today, which will uplift his spirits.  We got along really well and became immediate friends.  I'm happy for him but also jealous that he is still going and I am not.

Some of the guys that dropped out earlier are re entering the race at different times and date.  It all started out being how many consecutive date could you compete.  Now some are seeing how many can they finish in 30 days.

Just can't let it go

Okay, by now you most likely figured out that I raced day 11.  Yes I said I was going to quit at 10 but the guilt was eating me up.  I have been slowly walking the marathons which get me home at 3 in the morning.  Swim starts at 7, so not a lot of sleep.  My pad broke on my airbags today.  The screw is broken inside.  Hope they can fix it because I use the bats a lot on this course.

It's my sons 25 birthday tommorow.  Happy birthday MacKenzie.

Miss everyone there and I'm sure you have thought that I've lost my marbles.  Not so much lost them, I'm just rearranging them.got my feet stuck in a speggetti bowl full of ice.  Trying to relieve pressure.

It's time to pull the plug

I would first like to thank all my great friends, office mates and others that have touched my life.  I appreciate all the kind words and the motivation that you sent me.
I am grateful to my wife and family who continually sacrifice our quality time so I can pursue things that they don't understand.  I am truly blessed.

So you most likely gather today was not a stellar day.  My feet are so swollen I had to cut my bike shoes.  I walked the whole marathon in bare feet.  It's 3:20 and I just got done.  My ankle is huge and I have a shint splint on the other.  My body has found a way of getting my attention.  I promised everyone I wouldn't push my limits, I have came dangerously close to ignoring everything and proceeding on.  My son gave me a Quote from the Ontario Lotery, it says... Know your limits and play within it.

I'm hoping to struggle for one more day just to say I got to ten.

I was happy I got to wear my kick ass BDM Millwrighting.  Thanks Jim.

It's hard for me to not to accomplish what I set out to do.  This one feels like the goal post constantly got changed and even though I accepted it I was not willing to conform..  

Lonely days and lonely nights

Day eight is finished.  It was around 12:45 before I was done.  Yesterday's night was also long because I stopped to have a massage after my bike and have my foot taped.  I alo had another on round 10:30.  When I cam out the guy asked I had been.  I must have fallen asleep.  I was over an hour.  That just made the night even longer.

I am know unable to run, I walked the whole thing.  Don't know how much longer I can continue at this pace.  It also poured buckets yesterday.  It just continues.

On a good note, my body has finally decided that it is aware that this is going to continue.  It has stopped fighting back and reluctantly performs.  I'm hoping my foot will improve if I don't run on it for a while.

My brain obviously isn't functioning at full capacity.  It's just in survival mode.  One of the crews sister is. Called, Patty, but I have called her Peggy and Penny and other names.  Focusing is difficult.

Hopefully day nine will have a silver lining.  I'm really looking for one.