This changed this past summer when I did my first [event]. If you’re not familiar with this, it’s a [number] mile swim followed by a [number] mile bike and then a [number] mile run. Still seems nuts to me. I’d never done a triathlon of any kind before I signed up for this, but was so overwhelmed by watching my friend compete in the same one the year before. I’ll never forget the moment: I was watching a quadriplegic go up the final – and largest – hill in his wheelchair, sweating, grunting, and crying. And finishing. I’m pretty sure everyone watching that was crying; it was one of the most moving things I’d ever seen. So I signed up.