Since I'm a little kid, I get to have one parent race with me. When mommy asked me who I wanted to do the race with, I immediately pointed my finger at daddy. I'm no dummy. I've heard that daddy's an excellent coach and racer.
On race day, I checked in, got body marked (some one wrote on my hand, arm and leg with a marker!) and then headed to the transition area to set up my bike, helmet and shoes. Then I waited for my wave group to start. I was in the very last wave. Even though I can pop-up to breath, daddy got in the water with me. When I got tired, he put his hand under my chest so I could rest.After I got out of the water, Daddy and I ran back to the transition area. We put on our socks and shoes and walked out bikes out of transition. We were so speedy in transition that mommy and Mason missed us coming out of transition. The bike was a 1 mile out and back. I was so fast on the bike that Daddy had to jog to keep up with me.
One more transition and it was time to run. The run was a little more than a 1/4 mile. I was running and some girl passed me. She looked at me when she passed me, and I looked right back at her. Then I sped up! But she was fast and I didn't catch her. It's okay...everyone wins.
When I crossed the finish line, I got a medal! My official chip time was 23:53. I finished 179 out of 213 in my age group (6 and under). But most important is that I had fun! I talked about the race the rest of the day. When mommy asked me which part I liked best, I replied, "All of it!"Daddy put together a video of my race. Check it out:

