Ah, I love days when I go to the beach twice in one day. That was today. Day. How many more times can I type “day”?
My sister Jen and my sorority sister Charlene and her husband Kevin ran the Tri in Solana Beach (about 10 minutes north of where I live). It started at Fletcher Cove, or “Pillbox,” because it’s so small.
I took 30 photos and one video. My mom took about the same number with her camera. My dad took 101 photos! But he has an SLR, so if you just hold down the button, it takes like 5 instantly.
It was really fun to watch! I was hoping I would be more inspired to sign up, but, alas…no. I mean, the swim looks terrifying. As much as I love the ocean…
Oh, yeah! In case you ask, yes, this is the same beach where a triathlete was practicing and died from a Great White shark attack 3 years ago. But that’s not what worries me. It’s the agoraphobia and the residual trauma from my little rip current incident, ca. 1999. Actually, it was a big incident. I’ve had plenty of little rip current incidents.
If you want to see about 70 photos of this, go on my Facebook. Here’s one more…
Okay. Honestly? I am going to do this next year. You can hold me to it. I just need to buy a bike and a winter wetsuit and some goggles and…oh, yeah, I need to get in SHAPE. Fer reals.
Who’s with me?