Monday, November 24, 2008

POP


Important Edit:  I totally messed up and made this sound like there was only one person, one friend that I'd talked to who mentioned this idea.  Actually, after I had heard it from 3 multi-sport friends, I thought I'd dig in deeper.  I'm by far NOT the expert on this, and I welcome some opposing thoughts and ideas.  To my good friend, you know who you are, I'm very sorry for my one-sided post.

I hate to burst your bubble. I really do. There are folks out there that have and are planning to enter an Ironman event through a Community Slot and then write off all of their travel and training expenses, as well as the entry fee, as a charitable donation. Sounds good on the surface, and their CPA says it's perfectly ok.

Of course they do. And of course, the IRS audit is all on you.

Other than actual cash or non-cash donations given directly to a qualified charitable organization, like the NAS Community Fund, a registered 503 (c) charitable organization, it is possible to also deduct unreimbursed Out of Pocket Expenses. It is stipulated in IRS Publication 526, however, howthese expenses must be incurred: "you may be able to deduct some amounts you pay in giving services to a qualified organization". It is in that stipulation that I have a hard time wrapping my mind around.

What service to any organization is served in competing in an Ironman? The list of recipients of Community Funds is long and genuine, but no physical 'serving' is accomplished in the 17hrs or less of Ironman toil. When you donate money to church, for example, do you write off your job expenses because you were using that job to raise the money you donated? No, and you couldn't if you wanted to. Could you write off expenses you incurred while volunteering at a church function? To some degree, yes. The service must be directly related to the charitable contribution, not as a result of it.

Put it this way: your church service example is such that your actions while volunteering directly contribute to the raising of money for the charitable organization. Your actions at Ironman are a byproduct of your initial charitable contribution. If you contributed and didn't race, the charity would not suffer in the least.

Perhaps it is a subtle distinction, and I'm sure someone with more accounting and tax experience than I, like a CPA, could argue for the deductions. I'd be curious to see how the deductions held up to the scrutiny of an IRS agent, however.

One of the interesting documentation requirements of the deduction is that in addition to keeping the appropriate record of the expenses, the taxpayer MUST also obtain acknowledgement from the charitable organization that contains:
  • a description of the service you provided
  • a statement of anything you received as reimbursement (if any) for your expenses
  • a valuation of any goods or services you received
  • a statement that only intangible benefits were received.

Good luck getting that statement before filing your taxes. Oh yea, and try and put a value on the benefits of Community Slot entry - the fleece, the visor and backpack. Oh, and entry into an otherwise sold-out event. So what is the value of entry to an event otherwise unable to enter? Does that move into the realm of "Tangible benefit" vs. intangible? Good question.

The $775 donation is, of course, charitable and deductible (of course, only if you use a Schedule A - do you have a mortgage? If not, then you probably don't itemize your deductions, and therefor, disregard this whole post - you can't deduct your charitable donations period). Please, someone, shed some light on how the expenses can also be deductible!

Sorry, btw, for the boring tax-related post.

Edit: I don't know how often this has happened in the past, but I was inspired to write this when a friend said his CPA had already said it was ok. I looked at the IRS Pub that covers this part of Tax law, and of course it was clear as mud. Getting the documentation, for those out there that are still going by what their CPA "who has done taxes for years" says is ok, will be the kicker - as is the general argument that the act of racing is not a service to a charity. Perhaps something like the MS ride series - where you personally solicit donations and those are based on your completion of the event - could be a valid example of training and travel expenses that are deductible. I doubt the IRS Agent completing your audit will be so impressed with your IRONMAN finisher's medal that he or she will overlook your $5k in Charitable Iron Expenses.

Wake UP!

Saturday, November 22, 2008

Episode 16 is out!

Oh yea...that's right....Episode 16 - the Tampa Reunion show is out. Good stuff. Our shortest episode yet.

Monday, November 10, 2008

The Rundown

  • Picked up Tri Rob and his buddy on Wednesday. Ate a healthy dinner. Dude dislocated his shoulder doing the Airport Shuffle. I brought him a sling. It was very sexy.



  • Tacboy rolled in on Friday night. Turns out that not only do we have similar senses of humor and comedic timing, we both have no problem lying around and watching movies instead of going out. Translation: we are old men.


  • Spectated the 70.3 Championships in Clearwater Saturday. Met up with a pro's wife and cheered for her hubby too. Tac knew many more people there than I did. Watched Tri-Rob finish his race, went home and took naps. Affirmed: We are old men.



  • Sunday morning Tac dragged me out of my own house for a 5.5 mile run. Everything now hurts. I hope everything now hurts him too. Guess it's time to start training again. Also, Tac wears more IM schwag than any 3 people. Shamelessly adorns himself with layer upon layer of overpriced finisher clothing. There has to be some sort of therapy group he can go to....



      • Met Tri-Rob at his hotel and did the dinner thing with his buddy and his coach...Coach Liz. Cool chick - she says it like it is. I instantly liked her. Met Brian Dunn (super stud) and his mom (super studdette) pool-side at Rob's Hotel. Turns out their heritage of "redneck dutch" is the same as mine. They just hail from the side of Holland with the smaller, crazy fast folks. My ancestors stuck their finger in the dike and held it together while his ancestors ran and got help. Small, yet important distinction.

      • Got Rob to the airport on time, hoping that he didn't break anything getting to his flight. Overall, a great weekend.

      Monday, November 03, 2008

      Perfect end to a political discussion

      Other than it being a clearly Obama-biased show, this was the perfect end to any political discussion amongst friends...

      Great Weekend

      • No longer cutting grass for a living.
      • Saw a bunch of new Ironman finishers this weekend
      • Am crazy-busy installing blinds and window treatments
      • Picking up Tri-Rob and his friend on Wednesday for the Clearwater 70.3 Champs...
      • Possibly having Taconite Boy over for the race - we'll see
      • Time for a mezzo-schedule motivational training plan!
      • Did you see the cheater at IMFL? I'll dedicate a full post to that yahoo....
      • What do we name our team for the Minnesota Border to Border?

      Sunday, October 26, 2008

      MN B2B "on the cheap" Deadline approaches

      The Minnesota Border to Border's entry fee goes up fifty dollars on 10/30/08 , so it's time to count my pennies and sign up! Any of you out there thinking of putting a team together...it could be a good time to put it on your '09 schedule here soon as well. We'd certainly look forward to having you out there with us. Us being TriSherpaDi, TacBoy, Trimama, and Iron Jenny. Blink will be there to pace as well, and perhaps we'll have Jumper 2.0 starting up a team as well. What about you other northerners?

      Monday, October 20, 2008

      oops

      Um...IMFL is not next weekend, but the weekend after. My bad. Hope I didn't cause panic in the likes of Excel Man, Ryan or Lana - no stress, you still have two weeks!

      Pulling Hair

      Arrg! Just got back from a 22-hour driving ordeal to and from Greensboro, NC to participate in my Gram's service. Tons of family there, lots of great tasting food and beer - if it weren't for all the daggum Democrats in my family, it would have been the perfect weekend! Who knew? Just kidding, btw...it was a great weekend - even the service. Gram wasn't so much mourned as remembered - and I believe that is what the purpose was this weekend.

      I've got a stack of business, generated from my personal money printer - my fax machine - waiting to be called and serviced. I've got installs scheduled for every day, and I have to still cut grass every day this week. I HAVE to get it all done by Friday, since TriSherpaDi and I are heading to Panama City Beach to cheer for all the IMFL participants this coming weekend. Another mad-dash weekend on the road to look forward to.

      If all goes well, I WILL sign up for a couple of races here before the end of the month, and get busy training again on the 1st. Next month I start cutting every other week, slicing my work load in half, giving more of an opportunity to run, bike, swim, and now canoe to my hearts content. I certainly need it. And miss it.

      Friday, October 10, 2008

      Gram

      When I was a kid - maybe 8 or 9 years old, Gram and I used to drink tea together. It may have only been a few times, but I remember boiling up the water and putting some bread in the toaster. One night, sitting in her kitchen, one of the roller shades just flew open, as roller shades were prone to do back then, and scared the you-know-what out of us! After a few seconds, we both broke into laughter, humored by the silliness of the moment.

      Gram took us all in after my folks separated. I think back to the small upstairs house that was no bigger than most of the apartments I've lived in as an adult, and understand what it must have been like for Gram - taking in family. As big a pain in the butt it is, that's what family does. I even had my own room. It barely could take a bed in it, but it had a closet and a window and it was mine.

      I remember her perfect yard. The barn converted to a garage, with places that were off limits, making them even creepier to a young kid. My great-grandfather's black caddie always covered in blankets, only occasionally being driven into town and then quickly tucked away and re-covered. I even drove in that car once or twice, I think.

      Her basement was full of hidden treasures for a kid. It flooded nearly every year - and for kids, floods are cool. I climbed the trees in her yard. I got in fights there. Went to summer camp in the park down the street. Got into loads of trouble. All while living there with Gram.

      Gram never remarried, and was single for as long as I can remember. She smoked like the day is long, and I constantly harassed her for it. I worked, for a very short time, at a pharmacy in town (Stanton's Drugs - the things you all of a sudden remember...), and in came Gram while I was behind the counter. She was pretty upset with me for not selling her cigarettes that day - as was the manager. I lost that job not too long after that incident. 20years later, she quit smoking....but she often reminded me of that day.

      She sold that great house while I was in College and moved to a retirement area near the Jersey Shore. A much smaller place with no yard that she could manage by herself. One day a buddy of mine, Eric and I, plus two passengers (one of which was my sister, Leslie), visited Gram on our two new motorcycles. Oh what a day that was. They still speak of the day those two loud motorcycles came roaring up the road to visit Madeline. Towards the end, Gram didn't remember much, but she reminded me of that day.

      Edit: I thought up some more stuff today. Her favorite cocktail was the Manhattan. I'll never forget - gosh, it was yesterday, my Uncle Mel (her brother) and me sneaking her Manhattans to my Mom's chagrin. Being born in the Netherlands, Gram would really turn on the Dutch when she was mad. Good thing we couldn't understand her! She used to sing to us in Dutch as well. That was much more pleasant. Dust pan and broom - that's the "Faagud and Blinky" - at least, according to Gram.

      As I hasten to put some memories to paper, it's alarming that there's not more. When I got the news that she had passed, it had come as no surprise. Her health had been failing for quite some time, and the last time we visited her I was pretty sure it would be the last time I'd see her. I'm thankful now for that last visit, hopeful that she recognized and remembered being surrounded by loved ones on that beautiful summer day.