I puked during a race. Once.
It was during the run, which frankly I've had on-again/off-again relationship with for years. Well, mostly off. Anyway, I puked. About three miles into the 10k run of an Olympic distance. I kept running though. The triathlon version of "Boot and Rally" I guess. But that hasn't stopped my passion for this sport. I love it. Bad.
I'm a husband, father, creative director at an agency, and commercial director from Philly.
This site is to document my trials and mostly tribulations. And oh yeah, my name is Joey. Duh.
I'm a husband, father, creative director at an agency, and commercial director from Philly.
This site is to document my trials and mostly tribulations. And oh yeah, my name is Joey. Duh.