This is to all the cool girls in my neighborhood! Maybe next year we'll have to rent a bus so more can come and party with us. Sometimes peer pressure really is a GOOD thing!
Here are pictures taken by our resident super-awesome photographer, Wendy. Next year we'll be taking pics of you, too!So, that's me...the tall one with the blue on my wetsuit in the middle of the pic. You can't tell, but I was totally in freak-out mode for my first "real" Olympic-length triathlon (1-mile swim, 20 mile bike, and 6.2 mile run).
Can you see me? I'm just about to take a huge breath and dive right into Lake Las Vegas. I was pretty stoked about not having a panic attack this time. The only beef I had with the swim was that they stuck a big yellow buoy at the turn-around point, but it was directly in front of the sun so I couldn't see it for anything. One of the kayakers, bless his soul, had to stop me and tell me I was going the wrong way.
I finally got my wetsuit off and got on my bike without falling or ANYTHING!
After a crazy hilly bike ride through the desert, I got on my running shoes and took off...
This is the embarrassing part of the whole race, but I'm gonna go public with it anyway. Many of you know that there are a few bodily casualties to child birth (besides the boobs and belly, of course). Ever since Lucy came into my life, my bladder just hasn't been the same. Running hasn't been the same. I had encountered a little bit of a problem with urinary incontinence before, but never like this. At mile four, there was this huge hill. I got up it without too much drama, but on the downhill I just lost it, and by "it" I mean all the pee in my body. No way to stop it. I tried. Really. I was just so grateful that I was relatively by myself with no one near enough to splash. I know, gross! And worse yet, I've been taking vitamins, and well, the color of vitamin-urine can be especially bright. Double gross! I was SO grateful for the remaining water stations to pour cups of water down my back to try and rinse a little of the embarrassment away.As it turns out, I was doing better than I thought, and ended up in third place in my age group. I passed up two girls right at the end and, had I stopped to pee, I wouldn't have done as well. Pathetically competitive, I know. So, the life lesson I learned this weekend was to JUST LET IT ALL GO, BUT TRY NOT TO SPLASH YOUR NEIGHBOR IN THE PROCESS. Hey, maybe I could turn that into a parable to teach in Sunday School...yea, maybe not!:)
I am SO VERY HAPPY for EVERYONE!!!! We all did so well, and yet the very best part was hanging out and having that girl-time that is so energizing for the soul. Thanks to all for making it a weekend to remember! Big love to all you hot babes!
