Sherrie, my neighbor, called me this morning to see if I could watch Scott for her while she played tennis. He is such a delight to have come over. It was still kind of early for me, so I thought I could sort of halfway sleep on my bed while he watched some kids' programs on PBS, some dragon show, and some other new shows that weren't around when mine were little. He was hanging out in my room at the end of my bed, then saw the stash of pillows on the ground and went over to plop on top of them.
I looked at him and told him how cute he looked and said to stay there, while I go downstairs to get my camera. He did just that. But when I came up with my camera, he had this silly face to show me. You can tell he has older siblings!
Are you kidding me? A triathlon and I have never belonged in the same sentence. It must have been time for something new! (The "BEFORE" race shot, with goggles and swim cap in hand.) What an unforgettable week this was! I actually DID enter my first triathlon, with the goal of simply finishing it. Take note of the emphasis on the word FIRST, because I loved it so much, that you can guarantee that there will be more. It was a blast. Seriously. My friends Lorraine and Robin had trained and signed up to do the event, which was two days ago, on Saturday. Three days beforehand, I heard about it and basically had a spontaneous urge to join them, so I registered. The only partial preparation ahead of time that I had been doing was cycling in the neighborhood here and there on my mountain bike with some other friends. And doing some micro-laps in our backyard pool. Our friend, Dave, was also there. The three of us women appreciated Dave's encouragement and support, as he's ...
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