|Before our races|
It was a Big Weekend in the Cupcake Triathlete Family's house. Mini-me stole the spotlight with not one but TWO epic athletic escapades. First, after months of anxiety (hers and mine) and protestations (hers), she finally took a deep breath and ditched the training wheels on her bike. This is extremely important for three reasons. First, because we are a big biking family and, well if you're gonna roll with us, you've got to ROLL with us. Second, because my little dude lost his wheels when he was three and has been lapping his older sister for almost a year. Moreover, he's outgrown his bike and needs the one Mini-me is currently riding, so she's got to graduate up to the next size bike. Third, this was the last missing piece for her to be eligible for the YMCA's kids triathlon team! She's been working hard on swimming, can run like nothing else (more on that below), so the training wheels were the only things in her way. Success! I take a big chunk of credit for all of this, as I've been taking her weekly to the pools to swim, doing plenty of training runs with her, and working on the right mix of encouragement and patience to break through her reservations about life on two wheels.
|She's pretty proud of herself. Love it!|
Saturday morning was Race Day for both Mini-Me and myself. She was running the mile, I was running the 5K. I was not feeling in the best condition after grinding through nearly 2 hours of hills the night before, but I was determined to cheer on my little girl. The kids were up first with the one-mile race. She was the smallest runner - see her on the right there in the pink shirt and tutu (yes, she runs in a tutu)?
|And they are off!|
|Mini-Me helps me run the end of my race|
|She looks cute in uniform, too...|
This morning was the "Lose Some" portion of the weekend. The winners of Another Mother Runner's Ragnar Napa Relay team were announced, and alas, I am not one of them. They mention me in the announcement surreptitiously (I was the other of the 2 entrants to make a full cake), but not the chosen. I'm sure it was a tough choice for them with more than 100 entries. I'm disappointed, but working on putting my Big Girl Happy Pants back on and getting on with life.
Plus, as a Rio reminded me this morning after I told her the [non]news, there is still more awesome to come in my future....