I have been so busy experiencing my backyard, that I have not had any time to post about, but I intend to repent right now. I went with my husband and his dad to open up the family cabin for the summer--you know, make sure no one blows anything up when they turn on the gas and wipe the mouse poop and cobwebs from the corners--glamorous stuff. It was a beautiful drive down through Southern Utah, and after getting off the mountain Saturday night, we decided to go check out the St. George Ironman triathlon that was going on.
This race has these athletes swim 2.4 miles, THEN bike 112 miles, THEN run a marathon (26.2 miles) in roughly 10 hours. Everyone that passed had killer calf muscles and probably -2% body fat, but they looked so dead tired. You have to know that when you see people like that walking the last few miles of a race that they are going through some intense physical and mental anguish.
Who knew that such feats are being accomplished in little St. George, Utah.
This race has these athletes swim 2.4 miles, THEN bike 112 miles, THEN run a marathon (26.2 miles) in roughly 10 hours. Everyone that passed had killer calf muscles and probably -2% body fat, but they looked so dead tired. You have to know that when you see people like that walking the last few miles of a race that they are going through some intense physical and mental anguish.
Who knew that such feats are being accomplished in little St. George, Utah.
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