Blake's weekend . . . Annie's weekend

Blake is the 1st counselor in the Young Men's and he loves it! When a river rafting trip with the scouts got planned after my triathlon got paid for, we had to do a little sacrificing. We both wanted to support each other but we had to divide and conquer. So . . . he went to the Snake River and I went to Jordanelle.

Who wants breakfast?

Pack it in - this is where we're sleepin'!

Let's ride!


Can you officially be called a triathlete after your second?! Well, okay let's say yes, because I shed all but blood for this one. It was a beast! About half way through the run (the last event) I was in deep thought as to why I do this to myself. Of course, anyone who has been addicted to competition knows why you do it as soon as the race is over. Nothin' beats that "hey, it didn't kill me, and I'm stronger for it" feeling. So on to the next tri I will go! (By the way, I recruited Jenny, my sis, to fill in for Blake. She makes a great support team! Thanks Jen, you are the best!)

A little race warm-up. Everyone had to ride 3 miles just to get to the start of the race area!

And . . . the second wave is off! (I'm in there somewhere)

Just 3.1 miles to the FINISH!