My swim training has grown into preparations for a triathlon. I have signed up for two of these hurtfests - a shorty in June and a longer, more painful one in August. A few of my swim buddies (Jay, my coach, in particular) are responsible for waving the hook and lure of sports camaraderie in front of me and taunting the competitive Sean to come out and play. Well, I've bitten and have stayed pretty faithful to my routine, having at least six workouts a week for the last two months.

Training has been going great. I'm feeling very good and enjoying everything about my swims, bike rides and runs. Feeling my muscles hum and sing like they used to is a big attraction to getting back in shape. The fact that my pants are a little baggier in the arse is just a nice side effect.

I think I'm going to have a great summer.