Moving backwards ...

I am going to a football game at my college next weekend. My Chicago friend and I were planning our exploites and commented that it used to be easier. EVERYONE used to go to the first game. But now, our peers have children. And every head must be ticketed. So do you go to the game if you have a child? Apparently not.

Tonight I finally talked to one of my oldest high school friends. To be truthful, he was my first crush (ssshhhhhhh, don't tell!). He has a girlfriend and they have "serious" conversations, they are planning a vacation together.

I also spoke to my parents. This weekend (Labor Day), I am going to see them at their summer house in my favorite vacation destination. I am going with my oldest friend. I have known her since I was three and our parents are friends. So, yeah, I'm planning a vacation with my parents and my childhood friend and her parents. We used to go on vacation together long before we could drive ... and here we are again.

While I am there, I want to swim in the ocean (freestyle, lap type swimming in my wetsuit ... not riding the waves swimming) and I need someone to watch me so I asked my Dad. I also mentioned how I was excited that tonight, on my bike ride, I managed to get the water bottle out of the cage, drink from it and get the water bottle back into the cage all without crashing or otherwise freaking out. Dad is of course willing to watch me swim and happy that I drank out of the water bottle but, um, I'm thirty. Not to mention that I've never been even remotely athletic or coordinated so he's got to wonder about my later in life attraction to endurance sports.

As a parent, you've got to look forward to the day when you get invited on vacation with your children and their families ... and I know my mother likes it when I have a serious guy to buy me jewelry on holidays (not that they've ever been good at it, the only jewelry that he ever bought me was HEINOUS and the other guy bought me, 5 years out of college, the same bracelet that my brother bought for his high school girlfriend ...).

But hey Mom and Dad, look on the bright side. It might look like I'm regressing while all my friends are growing up, getting serious and having kids but at least I'm being proactive and I'm gonna be buff ... I'm not sitting around drinking malt liquor or eating bon bons (oreos, but not bon bons). I'm bettering myself and if you want to go on vacation with me ... well, the triathlon is on the Jersey shore:)

And in keeping with that, we can hope that Mom and Dad would be happy with this:

BIKE: approximately 5 miles, 31:09, AvgHR 128
RUN: 2 miles; 20:48; AvgHR 158; MaxHR 168