101 Days until IRONMAN 70.3 Chattanooga (I think)
My first A race of the season is 101 days away according to Alexa. I have no idea who Alexa is, but she(it) invaded our home on Christmas day last year. She’s good at answering simple questions, but she sucks at giving advice.
Me: Alexa, What’s the point? I go to work everyday to a job that’s not fun. It’s not for me. Oh, sure… the coworkers are great and a steady paycheck is nice, but I dread spending so much time at that office when I could be out riding my bike or filming new TriRiot episodes. Work has me so busy, I haven’t had time to pay the bills or put shoes on the horses. What should I do? Should I take early retirement? Should I just leave and be a Wal-Mart greeter for the next 20 years? Alexa, what should I do?
Alexa: Let’s play a game. I have quiz games and interactive stories.
Me: Alexa, put yourself up for sale on my Amazon account.
Until tomorrow…