After some cajoling and Jedi mind tricks, I convinced Wendy that the smartest, rightest thing to do this year, is for me to sign up for the Pumpkinman Full Triathlon. With Wendy’s reluctant (but supportive) permission, I signed up. So far, it’s just like any other race. I sign up, tell them I want an XL shirt, get a receipt. Pretty easy, this Pumpkinman.
PS: For those of you new to the world of triathlon, a full triathlon is approximately twice the distance of a half triathlon. And for those of you who remember my 1/2 experience, all I can say is- I REALLY DON’T KNOW.