Three weeks in Asia did not hone my triathlon skills, let me tell you (no surprises there). Except in one regard. Permit me to share a humorous anecdote.
In Tokyo, I was very excited to shop at Comme des Garcons, since it is such a funky brand and virtually impossible to get in the US. I found in my searches THE BEST SWIMSUIT IN THE WORLD. The swimsuit is a special Speedo designed by CDG. It comes in both one and two piece suits (I got the two piece). I thought "Wow, a Comme des Garcons Speedo! It doesn't get much neater than that!" But it does! As the super cute, so much cuter, so much more stylish, so much more Japanese than I will ever be salesperson explained to me, CDG designed the suit specifically for the Beijing Olympics. It has a Chinese character on it that means "heart," and all the athletes who wear Speedo as their swimsuit of choice were wearing the same swimsuit as *me* this Olympic season. That includes, of course, the man who makes every woman's (and probably some men's) pulse quicken, Michael Phelps. Sigh. As the salesperson told me at least twenty times, "very, very timely!"
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Since returning, I have gotten one run, one swim, and one bike/run brick under my belt. Sore glutes.
I didn't want to get competitive about this Malibu business, but I'd better finish in 3.5 hours at the worst.
More to come.
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