Henry and I have been in Houston the last few days to cheer on my little brother (who as of tonight is an official neurosurgeon!) and 60 yr old father competing in an Ironman. This is an insane endurance triathlon that starts with a 2.4 mile swim, then a 112 mile bike ride (5-8 hours long), and finishes off-no big deal– with a full 26.2 mile marathon.
Craaazy, right? Yes, they are.
I’m so proud of them for not only finishing but doing really well. We were so exhausted just from watching them race for 12 hours straight. It was amazing. I got all teary eyed at several points during the day. What an amazing accomplishment.
PS Also, can we talk about how I think I hit my peak in poster board design around age 10? I already had to toss one poster because I started spelling my brother’s name wrong. True story, friends.