Here's Husband in T1.

Look, here I am after the first run. See? I'm smiling. It's early, it's cool, and I still feel good. I have no idea what's in store for me.

Brian on the bike. His shots are always blurry, because he's very fast.
(Mine, of course, are always crystal clear)


Me, finishing.

Below, Karen Williams and I get our medals and congratulate each other.

Husband and I, wearing the medal. My rule is: I take it off when everything stops hurting.
