Wildflowery!

It's Wildflower time again. Something new for me this year; I'm doing the mountain bike sprint. I'm excited about the course. How many hills will there be? Technical or no? Hopefully not all fireroad; how sweet a little singletrack through the wildflowers would be!

I've been planning it all out in my head; what to wear, what I need to bring, how Saturday is going to feel; the swim, the run, the transistions.

I love triathlon. And oh, how I love Wildflower. It was my very first you know, and you never, ever forget your first time. I was so scared, so clueless and really so unprepared; brick workout? What's that? But I still remember the exact moment on my bike when I realized that I was actually going to make it to the end. God, the thrill of it. I felt so good afterwards, like I could do anything. I knew I had accomplished something big. If it wouldn't have been so dorky I would have never taken that medal off!

Wildflower; hills, and hot and hard. So fun!