On a side note the Peachtree road race was held this morning and finished in my neighborhood. When I walked home after the race I noticed a half eaten bananna on my front porch. Big Fucking deal. Then I realized that I would not be able to get to the Waffle House because the road was closed. Once again big fucking deal. There is trash spead out throughout my midtown neighborhood. It will get cleaned up. I just hope everyone enjoyed themselves and has a safe 4th of July. Oh yeah the Fireworks from downtown will probably also land in my neighborhood. Maybe I will send a letter to the editor.

I am not commenting on litter or quality of roads but the Golden Arrow Is a PITA!

When I started triathlons as a teenager in the mid 90's, there was a great deal of comraderie, friendly talk, and often not even about triathlons. After an 8 year hiatus, I rejoined the sport, and now I see ego's running rampant, even among local elite age groupers, and even those not so elite. It's about what gear they own, or how much transition space they need, etc. I don't know the root of this, it could be triathlon shop teams/clubs, it could be the shift in the economic status of the competitor due to skyrocketing costs, or it could be that with so much texting, etc. we've just forgotten how to be congenial with other folks face-to-face. I find myself, as a civil servant with a fixed lower income, unable to afford multiple bike setups and so on, grossly out of place at many events, without people to sit and BS with as we stretch. I find race directors have gouged the costs of the events to ridiculous levels, so as to lessen the events people can compete in, with no sympathy for those who can't afford it, or those who work schedules don't gel with their packet pickup schedules. All-in-all, I see triathlon as a community, while it has grown in size, it has also withered in character.