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Greetings, and welcome to my window into the wild world of the internet. I recently took up triathlons after the encouragement of some triathlon-crazy friends and have yet to look back. For 2012 I've picked up the pace with my training and have set some steep goals. Goals I would have never thought possible only a few years ago. This blog is an attempt to share my crazy world of triathlon-related items. And maybe I'll throw some other items into the mix. This could include, but not limited to, the Phillies, the Flyers, and anything nerdy. You've been warned.

First, a word on the title. I'm originally from the City of Brotherly Love, Philadelphia. The cuisine of choice is the delicious and greasy cheesesteak. You can try to get a "Philly Cheesesteak" elsewhere all over the country, but it's no where near the same. Whether you like it "whiz wit" or, as I do, with sharp provolone cheese and fried onions, it's a tasty meal that will leave you craving more. My favorite cheesesteak in the city? John's Roast Pork in Pennsport. Yeah, they have some crazy hours but it's well-worth taking an extra-long lunch during the workweek. Oh, and their pork sandwiches are amazing as well. Can't go wrong.

In April of 2011, I lifted up my roots and dropped them in the high-desert of Albuquerque, NM. The Land of Enchantment is known for their chile. Come fall, the sweet smell of roasted chile fills the air and it's time to take a trip to your favorite chile farm and grab yourself a sack. While they are still nice-and-hot from the roasting, slip on some gloves, peel their skin, bag them up and store in your freezer for a year's worth of delicious chile to add to your favorite dish. The natives put chile in just about anything. Even cereal. Probably.