Happy Mother's Day weekend

Don't be so humble; you're not that great. - Golda Meir

No, I readily admit I am not a great athlete --- have I mentioned I hate running?

This weekend was a good workout, and an enjoyable Mother's Day. Saturday, a number of our Team In Training alumni rode the Armadillo Hill Country ride. While the ride offers a 105-mile route, I wasn't sure until we met up in the morning which distance we were going to do. Turned out that nobody was planning on doing the full century other than the two crazies, Shelly and John. But I was happy enough with the 78-mile route (which turned out to be 81.4) given all the wind, and the fact that I was also participating in the Rookie Triathlon the next day. I told the rest of the crew to not wait on me because I wasn't planning on a hard push Saturday. Good thing - there were some turns where the wind was pretty tough. But we managed a mediocre 15.5 mph average.
Sunday was even better. The drive down to New Braunfels was broken up by a few intermittent showers. From the first drops on the windshield, all I could think was "oh, boy, another triathlon messed up by weather!" Fortunately, we only had a few sprinkles while we were setting up transition (really? could you put us old farts any further away from the exit/entry points? And cram us in as an afterthought while you are at it!) So we waited for the start and it felt like it was getting colder, making me re-think the fact that I decided to forgo the wetsuit. But once our wave got into the water, it wasn't too bad. Note to self - don't try to always sight on the buoys, cuz they aren't necessarily the most direct point to the swim finish.
Transition was definitely faster than LoneStar. Come out of the bike start directly into the first climb, down to a sharp right, and then off through the trees. Around the back of the loop there are a number of long rollers -- and a number of "occasional" riders (moms and their kids, mountain bikes that were getting walked up the hills, etc). I might have been able to manage a better ride time, but the course is so short (only 11 miles) and there are 1000 participants so bike traffic and the number of people who don't understand bike etiquette that there were some passes I had to wait on. But the final downhill was pretty awesome - I was hitting 35-36 passing a number of bikes.
The run? Yeah well, did I mention I hate running? I could still feel the 81 miles from the day before. But I waddled through it. I know if I am going to continue the triathlons, I will need lots of run practice. But until after the Triple Bypass ride, that isn't too much of a priority.
A good weekend overall, training-wise. And topped it off by taking the Resurrection over to the previous owners and taking them for a ride on his old motorcycle that had been sitting in his garage for 26 years. What a great feeling to watch their faces light up when I rolled into the driveway. Then it was off to dinner with MY mom.
Happy Mother's Day!