About 6 months ago I thought it would be neat to so a triathlon. What was I thinking? Our summer has been so crazy and I didn't get to train as well as I would have liked, but that wasn't going to stop me. So Thursday we headed to Rexburg. Poor Lauren ended up getting the flu and threw up twice on the way home. Once we got to Rexburg she seemed to be feeling better, and was back to herself. After we ent to bed, I was awakened at 3:00 am with a very upset stomach and a run to the bathroom. I got her flu. I was supposed to be racing on Saturday and couldn't keep anything down. I tried to take it as easy on Friday as I could. I was so nervous and so nauseas. I got everything together Friday night and then my Dad and Jeff gave me a blessing and sent me to bed. Of course I slept like crap, but ended up feeling pretty okay. We got our shoes set up and then got our bikes to the lake. I put my sweet yellow cap on and got in the water. I ended up enjoying the swim alot more than I thought I would. I got on my bike and was feeling pretty tired. The bike was harder than I expected. The hills were very draining. Not having anything to eat or drink was not doing so well. I made it to the end of the bike and started my last leg of the race. The run was so hard. I was so cooked. Finally I saw the end and just ran. It was the greatest feeling ever to accomplish that. When I saw Jeff right before the end I just started crying. I felt Like I couldn't finish. He is my number one fan and has been at every crazy race I have done. I don't I could finish if it wasn't for him. I also have to add that I have the best family ever. Lesli and Michelle were the best cheerleaders. They even made me a poster. My mom did the sprint and is amazing. She is my hero and the reason I do these crazy things. My dad was there when I got out of the water and I even think I saw a little bit of proudness in his eyes. They are all so supportive. I accomplished this for me, but it feels good to know you have family behind you.