Triathlon
Somehow I found myself doing a triathlon yesterday. I hadn't been on my bike in one year and had only swam a handful of times since January. Margot was doing it and talked me into with the reasoning, "Why not?". I kept trying to talk myself out of it, but didn't really have any good reasons not to do it - except for my nerves. Luckily, it's so laid back and small here so the nerves weren't too bad either. Anyway, it was awesome and I am glad I did it. I am now a SILVER medalist in the Fiji Nationals Triathlon Championship. And, well, I was also last, but that's just semantics right? I mean, I was dead last. They were picking up the cones after me...just waiting for me to get pass the cone and then immediately picking them up when I passed. It's only a little humiliating - but not so much so that I wouldn't do it again. We swam 750 km in the ocean (although I think I swam more as the...