Triathlete

As you can see, Michaela is my sporty one.  

Last summer when I would go for a run she would make me come back to the house before my final lap to get her and we would run the last .8mi loop together.

After the boys quit swimming lessons she insisted to be able to continue even though the teachers were complete WITCHES and I was horrified that I'd ever put my children in their care.

And on Sunday she begged me to take her out to learn to ride the new 'big girl bike' that our neighbor has passed on to her - the one without the training wheels.

The running is going well.  The swimming lessons are going well.  The bike lesson appeared to be an abject failure with both of us ending up screaming and crying - but I've talked to some friends and apparently it was more successful than a lot of other bike lessons.

It was much better than Danny's (7) and Doug's (6) lessons apparently because they still can't ride their bikes!

Anyway, when Michaela wanted to quit trying to learn I told her that if she quit she wouldn't be able to compete in the triathlon that the YMCA puts on.  So she kept going.

I don't know who is more of a role model for whom.
 

Comments

[Anna]

I'm looking forward to the summer when Michaela, you and I (and anyone one else with the motivation and mild insanity) can do a tri together! How much fun would that be??? :)