I've said this to a few people more as a joke but actually this is true. I realized Jamie and I together are basically are Mr. Berg or Mr. Mirr. What does that mean you ask? Growing up they were the crazy people, Mr. Berg rode a $4,000 bike 100 miles on the weekend and Mr. Mirr was a marathon runner, running Boston a few times. "He rides 100 miles on the weekends" people would whisper. It's easy to forget that other people find riding a bike a long distance on the weekend very odd when one surrounds themselves with like minded people. What brought on my thoughts about Mr. Berg and Mr. Mirr? This weekend I couldn't have been prouder of my fiancé Jamie as she crossed the finish line to her first Olympic distance triathlon. As she stated in her blog (click here) after my half-ironman, we are a team. I couldn't ask for a more supportive partner. Not only does she put up with my crabbiness during a high blood sugar but she also let's me drag her out for three and four hour rides on Saturday mornings. She is Bonnie as I am Clyde. The first time I dragged her out for a ride apparently Blair and I (yes Blair, you're totally getting blamed here too) didn't tell her much about riding. Jamie rode the whole ride, which was over 30 miles, without shifting once. When our friend Alex, who just happens to be a professional cyclist, found out he couldn't believe it. It shows the will of Jamie, still hanging in there with us on her first ride without one complaint while I didn't even totally explain everything. Now every time she goes out for the Saturday ride I can tell her cycling endurance increases. In her first Olympic Distance Triathlon this weekend, Jamie dominated the swim, out of the water with the elites. Then she then did wonderful on a tough bike and run course. For having only started cycling a few months ago she really crushed it. While at the finish I heard a few of the elites complaining of the tough course, being such a tough first race I've even more proud of her.
While most people probably think we are nuts just like Mr Berg or Mr Mirr, I wouldn't have it any other way. Be ready, I might make you run a 10k before our wedding. (Okay okay Jamie, I won't take it that far. But seriously, just in case you get the invite you better start training.) Congrats on the race this weekend Jamie, I couldn't be prouder.