February brought an end to the OSS Saturday morning runs with a breakfast run at my house.
February 14/15 brought the winterfest Trifecta (Broadway Plaza Stair Climb), the Polar Plunge
and Lace-Up Against Breast Cancer.
Lace-Up was a beautiful weather day, followed a week later by a very memorably cold run with good friends. What doesn't kill us makes us stronger, right guys??
(I'll digress here...I take a certain amount of grief for always having my camera at the ready and taking so many pictures. But you know what? I wouldn't trade these photos for any amount of grief. Enough said. :-)
The end of February brought my first steps into the world of Triathlon by agreeing to participate in the Rochesterfest sprint triathlon. Swimming laps for exercise (and time) was a whole new world for me. I was scared stiff, but willing to give it a try. The last week of the month found me on a trip to Florida to visit my dad and stepmom.
Dad brought out all his old photos and I enjoyed seeing pictures of me as a "little tyke".
March brought the start of the race season, including the Human Race 8K followed by the Get in Gear 10K which I hadn't done before. By Get in Gear, I was a member of the St. Cloud River Runners women's USATF circuit race team, one of the best decisions I made all year.
April brought the Fetzer 20K and 2-mile which I've directed for several years now.
Everything about the day was perfect: the weather, the volunteers, the turnout. Every little last thing went completely without a hitch. A race director's dream.
May brought more racing, including Spring Classic 15K and TCM 1-mile, helping Sharon with the Lake Wobegon Trail Marathon ...
and my oldest son graduating from Luther College on May 24.
May also brought a trip to a Twins' game with the boys ...
and the inaugural Minneapolis Marathon (I ran the half).
June brought farewell to Lionel and Carolyn. :-( I thoroughly enjoyed sharing many miles and smiles with Lionel over the previous couple of years.
June saw the return of All Comers' track meets, which I thoroughly enjoy for 6 weeks each summer.
June brought my first Grandma's marathon, and a very humbling experience on the roads leading from Two Harbors to Duluth. But ... I finished.
June saw the return of berry picking season, a favorite time of year for me.
June 28 I participated in my first triathlon, Rochesterfest.
And even managed to place in my age group.
Well, let's call this part 1 of two. Enough for tonight. There's lots to be done before 11 AM tomorrow.