The Triathlon and a Yankee Pebble

Saturday I raced in my first triathlon. I had a great time. It was a 250 yard swim, a 7 mile bike, and a 2 mile run. I finished in 1 hour, 4 minutes, and 30 seconds. I wanted to finish in under an hour, but I still felt pretty good about it, except for the fact that there were a bunch of 50 year old maniacs! We had our ages marked on our legs and I looked if someone passed me, they were ALL 50! That sure made me feel lousy! Oh well, I didn't finish last, which is always my biggest fear.

Oh yea, it rained the whole time too! I got so cold that my finger shrunk and I had to hold my wedding ring on during the swim.

My cheering squad:

Yes, Dave is wearing my coat.

The swim:

I'm the one with the orange cap.

The finish: I have the green shirt on.

After the triathlon we went to the Yankee Peddler. Last year Karilyn called it the Yankee Pebble, so I can't resist still calling it that even though she corrected me this year. Lucky for us Dave's mom usually gets us free tickets!

We were especially excited to go this year so Karilyn could see the old covered wagons. We are reading Laura Ingalls Wilder's books and I thought this would be a great experience for her. She was pretty interested.

Then there was a magician preforming and Karilyn really wanted to be picked to be a volunteer the first time we saw the show, but she didn't get picked. So we attended a second show and the magician STILL didn't pick her. She was so upset. Yes the same magician both times!

So then we went to the children's show (The Little Red Hen) and guess who got to be picked to play the part of one of the apples. It was kind of funny because they didn't want anyone to be left out so they let all the kids come up even though they only need 4 apples.

They had 4 apples because they had to solve the question, if you have 4 apples and someone eats one, how many apples will you have. Well, the dog scooped up Karilyn and pretended to eat her. She was freaked out a little. I guess being an apple isn't all it's cracked up to be. She was still pretty proud of herself.