I survived the triathlon, finished in one piece, and I didn’t finish last! I even passed a few people on the bike, they were all on mountain bikes, as I was. the water was frigid, about 55 degrees. the run was beautiful, through the pine barrens on sandy trails by the lake. Ran into someone I “know” at the race from on of my triathlon websites, he recognized my wetsuit!

Now I’m in sunny California, visiting my best friend from high school for a week.

Not thinking at all about work right now, but if anyone asks, I tell them I have FIFTEEN shifts left. 😉