Evan had a triathlon last weekend, this time we could walk to the race because it was in our neighborhood. I think his cold was a little more than just a cold, it acted more like bronchitis. He was pretty sick and it was quite cold, but he did a great job.
We hung out by his things from the time he came out of the water until he got back from the ride. I knew that he would have to return there to change his shoes.
We caught sight of him a couple of times on the run.
Then we headed to the finish line and saw him finish the race.
And I didn't even cry this time.
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Is that Evan? Look at those legs. Way to go!
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