Family

At the race last week, I overheard a man/fellow athlete mention how his entire family was competing that day. He did the entire race while the rest of his family participated as a relay. His daughter swam, his wife biked, and his son ran.

This is freaking awesome. (To the tune of Thrift Shop!)

Ever since I got bitten by the Ironman bug, I've always dreamed about my future family and how we'd travel to races and compete. It just makes me smile inside to envision us training together, going through the same ups and downs, and understanding each other/how much discipline and work is involved. Also, life is so much easier when people understand what you do/love and how hard you've worked for it.

In the meantime, I have my furry family to train with, take care of, and celebrate the wins and losses. :)

Future world champs in the furry division! 

ps, if you ever see or talk to my sister Karen soon, try to convince her to do the Ironman 70.3 Texas in Galveston next April! I'd love to do a race with her, and this time we'd actually be competing in the same age group! :)