Sunday, April 5, 2009
I don't know why I hadn't guessed it before. Maybe it just slipped my mind. Maybe I trusted him too much. Who knows. Either way, several months ago Joe was signing himself up for a local sprint triathlon. Instead of stopping there, he decided to surprise me (I use the term 'surprise' very loosely here.) and sign me up as well. Without a general house consensus of this decision, I was a tad shocked but knew I should take the reigns and go. If not for myself, then to do it in honor of the best, most fit boyfriend on the planet. I knew he would be proud and that in turn would make me proud...of me. A 300 meter swim, 11.5 mile bike ride, and 5k run later, I was crossing the finish line with a time of just a hair over an hour and a half. Joe bettered his last year's time by five minutes and placed 2nd in his age group. He won a handy-dandy chair that doubles as a cooler (LOL) and I checked another thing off the bucket list. Not a bad day.