The three of us went out for what was supposed to be 30 miles for Amber and about 45 miles for me and Mike.
Then, Mike got a flat about 10 miles into the ride. Since we don't carry anything with us (nor do we know how to change things if we did, which is going to change), Mike had to call it quits.
He decided that even though Mondays are typically our off day that he was going to ride yesterday to make up for the missed miles, and since he took some time off because of his crash this was probably a good idea.
I was pretty nervous about Mike going out there alone, since we never ride alone as it is, and then he told me he remembered to bring everything with him so he could ride right after work except for a water bottle. Since the heat and humidity have been ridiculous lately, I said that I would bring him a water bottle and hopscotch him during his ride.
He had come to Kershaw Park with me to watch me do an open water swim on Sunday and we had brought our dog Bernie. I decided that Bernie would come along and be my "partner in crime" yesterday. We got there before Mike and waited for him to arrive.
One of my handsome boys
After Mike got there and took off, he had planned a thirty mile route, Bernie and I walked around for a bit before driving to catch up to Mike.
Now, if you know me this next part isn't a surprise. While driving Mike's route, I went the wrong way. I had to backtrack to get back on the route and as I was driving I was worried I wasn't going to catch up with Mike.
Finally, we caught up to him and I waited on the side of the road for him a few times. After we drove through the town of Webster I made sure to stop to verify that he got through there alright. It was really funny to watch Bernie recognize his dad out riding, I wish I could have taken a picture of his face!
He was too fast for me!
Bernie and I waited for Mike to make his way back to where we parked and I could hear thunder in the distance. Luckily we missed it!
Finishing up his ride
I was so glad that Mike had a great ride (over 18 mph), it was a huge boost in confidence right before Musselman! Bernie was happy to have his dad back after the ride.
"Dad you taste salty!"
Our friend, Crystal, said that she loves how we support one another. It does help that we are both triathletes but I think we would do it regardless of that fact. I love to see him succeed, and I know he feels the same way about me.
Musselman is now less than a week away, and I can't wait! We have worked hard for this moment and nothing is going to bring us down, not unpleasant weather, not negative unwanted comments from people or anything else. This is our time to shine and I am going to savor every moment of our 70.3 mile victory lap, which is also the beginning of a beautiful relationship with endurance triathlons.
And of course, I can't wait for my own salty kiss from my biggest supporter after we both cross the finish line!