The Greenlakes Triathlon Syracuse YMCA couldn’t have asked for a more perfect day in upstate New York. As usual, this event received an A+ in every area from organization, enthusiastic volunteers, spectators, to the finish line fun and food.
A little bit about this event from the website:
livestrong at the YMCA Green Lakes Triathlon & Race Weekend
It’s three races in an amazingly beautiful venue, including the 35th-Annual YMCA triathlon. These races are run entirely by volunteers, meaning that 100% of the money raised supports the charitable work of the YMCA, particularly the YMCA’s free programs for cancer survivors.
The race is a sprint triathlon and offers a relay for a 3 person team event. The “Ayoub team” had Ted doing all three events, Richard, Dave, and a work colleague as the swimmer, doing the relay.
The race limit is 500 athletes. Three swim waves: men, women, relay. An absolutely picture perfect morning for everyone.
After a successful swim in temperature perfect water, Ted takes off on his 13+ mile bike ride.
Richard follows after his swimmer hands him the
baton ankle cuff.
Ted has a fast and furious ride and takes off on a run through a beautifully shaded, dirt path.
After Rich gets back from the ride, Dave takes off yelling “I’m going to catch Teddy!”
Ted was a little too far ahead of the family relay team to be caught and finished in one of his best sprint tri times to date.
Congrats Ted and the Ayoub Relay Team!
Believe it or not, and you will if you are a triathlete, but Ted’s workout was STILL not complete. I dropped him off 35 miles from home so he could finish his required bike for the week. That’s one amazing hubby!
As for me, I had kitty duty. Oskar and Fiama (sorry Sue – forgot to ask how to spell Fiama??) needed a kitty litter clean out, fresh water, and some fresh food.
Oskar. No, he’s not a grouch, he’s just shy.
Fiama, pretty black kitty who likes attention and little tummy rub.
Maybe even a scratch behind the ears while Oskar looks on, well concealed by the furniture.
Soon the attention got boring for Fiama and she decided to sharpen her nails and get down to business.
That was my signal to leave.
Too many of these perfect weekends will spoil us but who’s complaining?!