I’m tired. I’m beat. I’ve been kissed by the sun. Elise and the other girls woke up at 5 a.m. and all gloriously completed the 2004 Danskin triathlon. It was a long day for Marc and me. We sat out in the blistering sun for the majority of the day, complained about how a triathlon is far from a spectator sport and how we were both stupid for not bringing any beer to help pass the time.
I’m very proud of Elise and the other girls.