On Sunday Chris was invited by his friend Matt to participate in a sprint triathlon Saturday, as in 6 days. Ummm, Chris hasn't been to the gym in 3 months so why he committed is a mystery. Saturday morning dawned and him and Matt were off early to Coolidge for the big race. Renae and I decided we'd be good, supportive wives and load up the 61/2 children and make the trek to watch our husbands.
Chris and Matt just finishing swimming are quickly throwing on shirts and shoes and are off to bike 10.2 miles. The blondies and I ran over to watch Chris's exit and Tucker was SO sad his dad couldn't give him a love before he biked.
The best thing to do while you wait is eat, so the rugrats enjoyed donuts and juice while keeping their eyes peeled for their tired dads.
And he's off to run 3.6 miles.
Matt finishing strong.