While I was certainly stoked for Zack, Sara, and especially my mom for finishing, the real winner of the weekend was my Dad, who competed in the half-Ironman competition of the race. We completed our entire 0.5 mile swim, 13.5 mile bike and 3.5 mile run during the time he was only on the 50+ mile bike portion of his event. It took him 6 hours and 17 minutes to complete the grueling race, and he was pooped at the end to say the least. Way to go pops!
An American Roadtrip
Operation Moose Drool
I woke up five minutes before my alarm, unable to remember the night before. The sun's first rays were coming in the window, with anticipation for a warm May day in Colorado. I knew I had to get to the airport, there was no time to spare. Airport check-in flew by, and I breezed my … Continue reading Operation Moose Drool