I am unbelievably tired.
I ran a triathlon (my first ever).
I met all my hoped for goals and better.
I dealt with the emotions of realizing our Bob double stroller was stolen sometime during the day from our yard.
I went to a big hearty pizza and sushi roll dinner with two glasses of beer.
We found our double Bob stroller with the front fork bent and destroyed from kids (presumably) taking it down steep hills and crashing into heavy rocks.
We processed this mix of emotions, figured out how to remove the damaged frame, went online and ordered new parts for ninety dollars.
My husband is now putting the kids to bed and I'm preparing to go up and sit with them till they fall asleep.
I am absolutely 100% beat and it feels nice in a very tired kind of way.
Tomorrow, I am not waking up to go swimming in the morning and after a cup of coffee, I plan to reflect on the triathlon.
Good night to all!
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