Tall, fit with an air of civility some may say. I complete a couple of triathlons annually. I completed the 2.4 mile Kona Ironman swim portion last year. Just completed the California 70.3 qualifier on March 31st. That's a half Ironman. That 70.3 miles was tougher than I expected. I made it just not well enough to qualify for Kona. Ready for a shocker? I am a mortal. Sorry to disappoint you, I was too, but don't count me out just yet. I now know what it will take. I may be 61 but the Ironman motto is anything is possible. I say it's not the age, it's the mileage. 140.6 miles to be precise. You might ask why do this? I have too so here's all I can figure out. The joy of training is what this experience is all about. Dolphins and endorphins! For me it is trying to achieve perfection in every swim stroke, every pedal revolution to the final steps of the run and is my goal in training, competing and life. Then comes the camaraderie and competition in the same moment. All suffer and all win. Wow! As they say, it's the journey not the destination. And what a joyous journey. When and where I can I get an added charge from helping others get to their Ironman whether overcoming disabilities like multiple sclerosis or just getting them out of their velcro sofas. You don't need to be a triathlete or even an athlete. Sure, real nice would include a training partner or now with hindsight someone to remind me to apply some Bodyglide to my neck to prevent the chafing I got from my wetsuit would be perfect. Calling all candidates for perfect. For now, I cook and I clean and I have a maid. I'm happy just not gay and I leave politics to the less fortunates and their 1% masters. What's your dream quest? Looking for a true partner for mutual cheering, hugging and accompanying and the occasional human indulgence. It's always better together. Up for the ride or swim or...?