Over the weekend I was texting with a great friend from Austin, TX. By mid day Saturday he had purchased a ticket to come see me in Atlanta for 24 hours. We had not seen each other in about six years. We go back to the day we first met, within 18 hours we were partners in the greatest Multi-sport win in the history of the event. His Uber dropped him off at Emory about two minutes after I made it upstairs to leave. We cruised out to a cool golf course, and played with two local members. To show you what kind of guy he is, on the 18th hole they are cheering for him because he is down in the match, they are reading his putts, I'm like, but I'm the one with cancer, one guy was like, yeah I'm praying for you, but I'm cheering for him. Needless to say with multiple presses and birdies and what not, he wins the final hole to make the match all square. We then went to my aunt and uncles house for an awesome dinner then some rummicube. A quick six hour sleep session, and I was driving him to masters swim practice. I introduced him to the coach as a friend of mine, she looked at me and said, you have friends? About 2/3 through practice she was yelling at me, that I was now down to zero friends. The practice was a good one, he exclaimed that his practices are nothing like those, and everyone was hauling butt. A quick ride to Emory, a one block walk to get coffee in ice cold rain and wind, we headed downstairs. We said our goodbyes and he was gone. I love you all, not sure how many of you could run that triathalon like he did. I can not tell you how much we laughed, we smack talked, we remembered our youth. Bryan I could not be more proud and thankful for the time you took out of your schedule.
So the challenge has been laid, Golf, Rummicube, Swim, who is in?
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