Just got back from watching James race in his first triathlon.  It was an experience.  And kind of makes me want to try.  But only kind of.  And like a SMALL kind of at all.  I found it intriguing. . . watching all the people swim.  And bike.  And run.  And the transitions in between.  Everyone is so focused and does things in a different way.  And I think they are all completely crazy, because the mere thought of swimming a mile, biking 25 miles and then running 6.5 miles makes me want to hide under something large and dark.  So proud of James for his hard work the past five months though.  He woke up early. . . went to bed late.  Tried to take as little time away from the boys as possible.  I’m pretty sure this won’t be his last one either.