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The Best Cheerleaders


Waiting for Mama...

I wish I was racing this weekend but I am not. I think my kids are sad, too. They love going to races and cheer us on. They like racing as well but, unfortunately, there are not enough (affordable) kids' races around.

Look at how much fun they had at the Salem Spring Triathlon. It has the most kid-friendly venue and having Rubie and Eric around makes everything even better!

Coming up with their own race



Eric and Noah waiting for Jen and I to cross the finish line.
Luckily, they did not have to wait long...


I love giving them high-fives on my way.
It's the least I can do.


It looks like they will all be around cheering when I am trying to race my guts out in Vegas in only 8 (!!!) weeks. Have I mentioned that I have the best parents-in-law? It was making me nervous having to take care of my boys the last days leading up to Vegas. I really want to be at the race Thursday and have time to soak it all in, get set up, check out the course, etc. However, it did not sound fun to do it with a 3- and 5-year-old in tow.

So I asked Karl's parents if they would want to come to Flagstaff, spend Thursday and Friday with Noah and Max, and then drive over to Vegas on Saturday. And they said Yes. I am so grateful. They don't quite understand why I feel the need to spend half my day exercising but they support me nevertheless. Thank you!

I can use all the help I can get in Vegas. The more cheerleaders - the better! So you are invited, too!


My favorite cheerleader, Karl, had an adventure of his own this week. He called me Thursday afternoon and asked if it is ok if he joins some ultra-runner friends on a late-night run down the Grand Canyon to the Colorado river. They wanted to leave town at 6 pm and were hoping to be back around midnight.

I said: "Sure. No problem. I already got all my workouts in for the day. You are a free man. However, I won't be cutting you any slack tomorrow morning. I am going to the gym at 5:30 am. The kids are yours. Oh, and if you get injured, there will be no sympathy or mercy. Have fun!"

What a great wife I am!

Here are the 3 crazies.
Karl, Ian Torrence, Evan Reimondo


I borrowed these pictures from Ian's blog Reinventing the Run. If you wanna read his post and see more cool pictures, go here.




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