Day 86 & 87.
Well, I had to pull out the two for one post again. I don’t like doing it, but Day 86 had more than its fair share of activities, and with Day 87’s triathlon looming, something had to get the axe.
That’s right, Day 87’s triathlon. Fortunately, I have survived it and lived to tell about it; hence, this blog post. I did one other triathlon a couple of years ago, and it was an utter disaster. I had a total freak-out moment in the water, and did most of it on my back. My buddies Jason and David and I decided to do the Tarpon Tri about six weeks ago, and I was sweating the swim every chance I had to think about it. With Asher coming home and all the scheduling changes, I haven’t been able to train like I’d like. Even so, God was gracious to me today in a couple of ways.
1) The tide was out. This meant that the entire swim was done in about five foot of water. It’s amazing how well the swim goes when you’re not fearing drowning! So I’m thankful that God arranged the date of the tri with a low tide, as I was able to gain my confidence in the water again today.
2) My time ended up being 15 minutes faster than the tri I did two years ago. Most of this is because I actually swam the swim on my belly instead of my back. But my run and transitions were also much better. I don’t know the splits, but I’m pleased with the results. The crazy thing is that I know I can push myself more, but a brother’s gotta train better!
Here’s a pic of Jason (on the left), me and David afterwards. Just look at that view. It was a great day:
So Day 86 included a late night run to Chick-fil-A and Walmart. Chick-fil-A for a #5 Chickin Nuggets and Waffle fries (how ’bout that for a pre-race meal?), and Walmart for noseplugs. I was so paranoid about the swim that I decided to buy noseplugs, and for the record, they totally didn’t work. Geez.
Here’s the crew who waited on me on Day 86 – sorry about the devil eyes, Colby!
Day 87’s trip netted the exact same meal – #5 with a large waffle fries, although I went for a Mocha Cookies & Cream shake today. If I’m being honest, I wish the Mocha shake was a little less soupy. I don’t know if this is a Trinity Chick-fil-A feature or if this is just how they come. So if you’re reading this Trinity Chick-fil-A folks and can help explain this phenomenon, by all means, please do. 🙂
Asher came with on today’s trip, and we were serviced by this fine group of employees:
When I got home, Liza was making pizza, so I actually used my nuggets as toppings – is this legal?
After dinner, it was time for Asher’s bath. We christened him in his new personalized towel, courtesy of our friends Jeff and Brooke.
Nothing like a clean baby.
And so, a successful tri, Chick-fil-A on pizza, and a clean baby. All in all, a pretty good day.