At the end of August Andy was scheduled to ride the Park City Point 2 Point mountain bike race for the second time (last year was his first time). He *sort of* trained for it this year (not as much as he would have liked to), and his goal was to beat last year's time. The kids shared a hotel bed (above) and Ally slept in the pack n' play. It worked out well until about 5am when Skyler fell off the bed and started screaming. Pretty sure we woke up all our hotel neighbors. Oops.
So excited to get started. Gotta love that they still wear the neon green socks!
After we watched them start the race we went back to the hotel to swim before it was time to check out. Skyler is afraid of pools, and spent the whole time standing on the stair. Ally LOVED swimming. She kicked her legs and smiled when I dragged her around and pretended she was swimming.
We went up to Park City resort to see Andy go by since it's the lunch stop, and based on the time he arrived there...I kinda figured he wouldn't beat last year's time. He was pretty much dying already, and there were still mountains to climb.
Pat ended up coming in first (again, repeat of last year), and Richie came in second (ran the last 1/2 mile because he shredded his tire). Then we waited...a while. We're pretty much not allowed to talk about Andy's time. He did make it, though, and considering that this is advertised as one of the hardest mountain bike races in the country, and there are a good number of people who don't even finish, I think he did great. He wishes he had done better, but working 12 hour graveyard shifts at the hospital isn't really conducive to being in optimal great-shape, and there's always next year!