Dropped

Oh how the hills hurt today. I love getting out and riding with a fun group of people. I feel so blessed by the friends I have made in this sport. I always feel sports can be a great way to find out about the good and bad sides of people, usually it's the good. Today I rode with the shop group which is made up of some seriously great athletes. I'm always happy when I can keep up with the pace which I pretty much did until we turned up the monster of hills. I was at the back of the pack, and suddenly I was alone. I mean alone as in, the last thing I saw was their rear wheels. This was fine and I finally got to the point where I could at least see the last rider. Well, it happened to be Bruce who was waiting for me. Then I saw Barb who doubled back, followed by Bill, who also doubled back. Seriously, these are cool people. We were just a few miles from the shop and I was just fine. But it totally made my day to see a few friends patient enough to turn around and finish the ride with me. Some days you get dropped, the good days are when people come back to pick you up again!

A great year

I can' believe it's been a year since I began "officially" my work as a triathlon coach. It's been an amazing season and I can't wait until next year! Thanks to my family for your amazing support and to my team. Everyone I work with is truly amazing!!