The Climber

Nalani and I had a little pity party via text messaging this morning... we both missed out on a little local triathlon this morning and were feeling kinda bummed out about it. Ok, I'll be honest, I think I was just a tad more bummed than she was, but that's only b/c she couldn't even speak half a sentence without sounding like she was coughing up a lung. Poor thing has a nasty version of the flu that has totally knocked her OUT. So she couldn't really even imagine competing in a triathlon this morning. I, on the other hand, felt fine and would have loved to have been out there. But it just wasn't worth the risk to my calf to try to run fast again so I opted to skip it. It would have been fun to go mix it up with everyone this morning and get the first triathlon of 2011 out of the way, but alas, I'll have to wait. And let's face it, the race was so short... I would have had a hard time finding the speed required to do well in an event like that right now. Such is life when you are training for an Ironman. Moving on...

So instead of racing, I took Moana to the playground. She has some amazing physical skills already. And NO fear. Check this out!?! I tried to go help her down and she was like, "NO MAMA! Go away!" OK then. This scene did make me a bit nervous but I have to hand it to her- she has a great sense of intuition about what she can and cannot do physically. And if she knows she can do something, she does NOT want any help. I love that about her. She has always been a climber, but now she is proving that she wants to tackle the biggest hardest climbs she can find. I wonder where she gets that?

The day ended on a pretty good note. I went out for a run this afternoon and sorted everything out in my head. It was one of those runs where you just fall into a zone and think about everything yet nothing at all... I walked in the door and Scott asked how it went- I told him it was good- and that I hardly even remembered doing it. I love that.