I'm sad to report I missed out on the friend time Cinco de Mayo festivities. But that's ok, because the time was spent conducting a spontaneous trek down south in search of a long time friend and first time Ironman-er. Happily, the friend in question was found, triumphantly beating a path toward the finish line after persevering through some near race cancelling weather conditions (YAY SEAN!). But I digress. Luckily for me, the fourth brought some early celebrating. Good times were had by all. All, of course, but this sad pinata.
Please enjoy some Mariachi El Bronx as you read the post. Great any time of year, especially right...around...now!