On June 12-15, Matt and I traveled to Buffalo to see the sibs play baseball and softball. We enjoyed about 40 innings of baseball and softball and were able to see 4 of the 6 siblings play. Peter was playing in Canada that weekend. It was our first time watching Noelle play softball; Charlie played at Ithaca College and David's team won a high scoring game. Plus, Chris played on his Legion team and they won their weekend tournament. Exciting!
The weekend also included playing catch with Noelle (she can throw hard! My hand was sore the next day. :) ), playing Business World with David (a game he created and designed), catching up with friends, playing golf with Dad and Charlie and hanging out with the family. Rach came home from Chicago for the weekend, so the whole family was together!
Matt giving Noelle pitching tips:
Noelle:
Matt eyeing the pastries:
We also had the privilege to hang out with Megan and Lindsay- two Gordon College girls whom we drove to church each week.
Our church crew: (Megan, Chris, Lindsay)
1. Bought the bikes a couple days before the race- cutting it preeetty close - yikes! But it all worked out...
2. The triathlon was kind of far away. On the way there, our bike rack dropped and one of Matt's tires got ripped up. It was very traumatic, especially given the fact that I was already super tense because of nerves. And then the thought of not doing our first one together? TERRIFYING.
3. We spent a restless night at the hotel and woke up super early to see if the triathlon location had a bike crew.
4. Thankfully (gotta chalk this one up to a huge God thing), there was a very efficient bike crew on hand. They didn't have Matt's tire size, but they did have some company bikes there. A worker took a tire off a bike, put it on Matt's bike and told us to return it after the race! Both of us were incredibly relieved. I wanted to sing the doxology. That's how thankful I was. :)
5. We set our gear up in the transition area and surveyed the scene. There was a good mix of hardcore people and middle to beginning level people. It's a strange scene when everyone starts heading toward the pool. I've never been in a situation where there are 200 or so people lining up wearing swimsuits, Speedos, swim caps and the strange one piece tri-suits with no beach to be found! Hard to explain how odd it is.
6. The transitions are pretty difficult. You come out of the swim in a daze and then have to pull on your biking clothes and shoes while being really out of breath and having sore muscles.
7. You start to bike and it's crazy hard to get going because your muscles are all out of wack from just swimming. But, after a little while, your legs get used to it and you get in the flow of biking. Along the route there were various groups of people cheering. I hadn't realized how encouraging just one person smiling and saying 'you can do it!' could be.
8. After biking the 9 miles, you transition again, this time into the run. Another crazy hard thing to get your land legs back after biking. When you first start running, you feel like you could walk faster than you're running because your muscles just don't work right. I wanted to run and have spring in my step, but there just was no spring to be found! Again though, after a while, your legs adjust and you are able to find a rhythm. I/we never anticipated just how hard the transition part of the triathlon.
9. This all being said, we did it! Because our swim times were different, Matt saw me start and I saw him finish. It was very sweet to be triumphant together and feel like we had accomplished something and met our goals. We bonded. :)
Since then, we are now training for our second triathlon. Prayers are again welcome on July 11. :)
For the second one, we have to swim a longer distance in open water (a lake), bike a longer distance and run a 5k. I have come to realize that these triathlons are opportunities to conquer my fears and opportunities for God to show himself faithful. Case in point- I've been having a hard time adjusting to swimming in open water (we've been practicing at a pond nearby). But this week God provided just the thing for me- blue tinted goggles which allow me to see where I'm going, but not see any of the fish, plants or other creatures of the deep. :) Matt somehow is able to enjoy seeing the fish, but I find the fish much less pleasant.
So the triathlon journey continues and I think we are both anticipating #2. :)
Matt's family came to visit us over Easter! We did the Boston thing- saw the acquarium, ate numerous meals at Au bon pain and watched the Gordon baseball team.
David at the Acquarium IMAX 3-D show:
In Rockport (that Red barn is famous- one of the most photographed barns in the uh...world? maybe just the US):
Finally, toward the end of the winter, Amy Haas came to visit! She and her friend came up and we walked Boston and took in some shopping on Newbury street. Good times...
Amy and her canolli from Mike's!
And a final note: Matt has promised to conquer his year and 1/2 battle with writer's block by writing the next post. :)