Bright and early, my boys came to support me.
Thanks to the internet I learned how to rack my bike and set up my transition area in the nick of time.
My active three year old is pretty fearless. The kids somehow entertained themselves the whole time although I think it was pretty tough on C and Uncle L.
Someone help this person, I have no idea who she is.
Although the swim to bike transition took longer than the bike to run, it was easier. It's tough to try walking let alone start jogging after riding for so long.
Thank you to all who pitched in to buy me my road bike....my parents, mostly C's' parents, and of course C. I love it. It's comfortable, light, and has flat handle bars. It saved me.
Here are the boys during the race. As I came through the finish line all I could think was they must be starving, tired, and thirsty....poor little guys.