You flew far today.

You were not fast and you did not make headlines.

In fact, almost everyone missed that you were there at all.

But I didn’t.

Because I felt like I threw you with everything I had.

Though you really threw yourself.

So I watched the great beautiful circle you cut through the sky.

As you came back, I found just the right spot.

So I could catch you.

And brush you off.

And take you home.

And tell you how proud I am of what you did today.

You flew beautifully.

I can’t wait to watch you fly again.

z

Congratulations on your first Ironman 70.3, Goose.

I am astounded by you.