Maybe things would have gone differently if I’d discovered triathlon at 10—my health, my confidence, who knows? Ben was inspired by my Spudman adventure and asked if he could do a sprint triathlon with me. I told him he’d have to show me he can do each part of the triathlon before I’d pay and sign him up. I told him that at the pool. He commenced to swim 10 laps on the spot to meet the 500 meter requirement, and, in the coming three days, worked up to 12-mile rides on his bike. We are going to start walk/running together a bit, since that’s the weak link for both of us. So, we’re just doing the rec center one on Labor Day, so no wetsuits and low-key. I’m excited for him to start feeling that sense of accomplishment at such a young age.
I swear, it was all him, I never would have asked him to do any of this.
So, for his birthday, we got him a new, bigger bike, complete with a (cheap but it works) bike computer to see his speed, distance, etc. We also got him a punch pass for 25 trips to the rec center pool, and a training journal to plan and track his efforts. Due to lack of time (and possibly planning), I was up until 3 a.m. last night decorating his cake, putting up the birthday sign, blowing up balloons, buying the bike (24-hour Walmart—I guess I see why people shop there, but seriously, where do those weird people I see there come from?) Over the years when I do something really fun for a birthday, the others expect it for theirs, and then it becomes tradition. For instance, I make exotic cakes in whatever shape is requested, not to say I’m a fancy cake decorator, they still look VERY homemade. Ben and I decided on an exploding firecracker, since he was so into the fireworks in July. I even was able to nail that perfect reddish-pink of the Chinese firecrackers! ast year I left Sophie’s presents wrapped and stacked on the table for her birthday for when she woke up. Sophie asked a few days ago if I’d do that again for hers in September (it makes it feel like Christmas, you know). So, Ben asked for the same treatment and specifically requested a mylar balloon, but I didn’t have much to present on a table, so I added a pencil box for school, etc. Of course, Noah has stated his expectation that he will have the same table setup in October. Ben also asked for cinnamon rolls this morning, so I arranged to go into work late, made the dough last night (about 2:30 a.m.) and got up at 6:45 to put them together. I wanted big ones but I accidentally made them huge—bigger than a CD. Oh well.
He was ecstatic this morning and just loved everything. I called him at 11:40 a.m. (10:40
I spent some time recently downloading all my Carepages entries and comments, and I was reminded of how much love and prayer was going around those days. That was the start of me doing this blog. I’ve had so much support from my friends near and far through all the craziness of the past several years, I just want to thank everyone again for that and send my love out there.