Tristen the Triathlete!
I tell you...a girl's gotta breathe and thank heavens for my trusty blue friend making that possible!
The Champion of us all!!! Jake was a MACHINE!
It's officially official!!!That's right...I got one more thing to check off the list! Now I may not have looked the prettiest, and you might think I was the "Biggest Looser" coming in last place and all, but freak man...can you say YOU are a triathlete? I think not (most of you anyway...)! That's right suckers I just finished my first and most likely my very last triathlon. And shiz man am I tired!
Micah puts on a local Beacon Hill triathlon a few times a year. It's small but is actually even sponsored by some sweet companies. He usually has a pretty nice intimate group of athletic junkies participating. He also usually has a few wannabes (strictly members of the URE family) join in for the fun. I've said a few times that I was going to be a part of one. But I gotta tell you my warm bed has sounded a lot more tempting than swimming in the early am, hoping on my bike for a bit, and then finishing the morning off with a nice run! But today it was going to be a very small crowd of athletes, Micah, Bryan (brother-in-law), and his son Jake. I was up for looking the fool in front of these few so with Lindsey's wake up call I made my way over to the starting line.
