Our son called the other night to tell us that it is time to sign up for this year’s New England Triathlon at Hyannis, Cape Cod. Our family has really enjoyed participating for the past five or six years. The thing about this triathlon that works well for us is that you can participate as teams. So you can do one, two, or all three events, and you can put together a team of one, two, or three individuals. Even our older grandkids can participate. We’re way more about participation than we are about winning, but we have a wonderful time cheering each other on. We rent a charming beach cottage (Dawning Day), and the weekend is full of kite flying on the beach, clam digging, seafood feasts, nighttime beach bonfires for s’mores and singing, pizza, fishing, and long walks along the beach. Our Cape Cod memories are among our very best!
When I think about triathlons, I can’t help but think of a story I heard recently about a man who competes in marathons, triathlons, and even the Iron Man with his handicapped son. It’s one of the most touching stories I’ve ever heard. I’ve watched this clip many times and am moved to tears each time I see it.
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