It will desecrate my pure and true love for Kareem Abdul-Jabbar if I say too much about it. I’ve said too much already. You may think of me less as a triathlete and more as a person who has made up to five mistakes in her life. You may ask me, “Do you have a sports hero?” And I will say, “No.” I will be thinking about goggles and earnest eyes and—oh, what movie was he in?—and then I will think of Stewart Copeland. Han Solo. Steve Martin in The Jerk. Everything I ate in the last twenty-four hours, brand names and all. How I ate some grape tomatoes with a funny name. Something something farm. Glee Farm. No, that’s the name of Todd Colby’s blog. No. Don’t let’s give voice to it.
[This piece originally appeared in the Comments section of Todd Colby's blog.]