Home Sweet Home was full of family this weekend to support Stephanie as she competed in her first half Ironman. It was a bittersweet experience for me: I was so excited for Steph and yet so sad that I wasn't able to be out there doing something. It was a warm day for the area, and most of the bike course (50+ miles) and running course (13 miles) had no shade. As we stood at the finish line, we watched many of the competitors run through the gate and head straight for the lake, where they had started the morning with a mile swim. In contrast, my "athletic performance" was limited to mini-golf, where I shot an incredible 37, complete with four holes-in-one. (It all had to do with my pretty purple ball...) It was great fun, but I'd rather be able to run.
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