The day after my dad's graduation was the St. George Ironman 70.3. My dad still follows the triathlete world and knows all the top dogs, so we were pretty excited to watch since it was a Pro Championship. We kept debating back and forth the night before of what we should try to catch because with the road closures, we didn't want to get stuck and miss certain parts of the race. We ended up heading to Hurricane to see the bike race, and we caught the very front of the pack. It was way sweet to see the pros go flying by. It was even cooler to have my dad there to point out who was who and cheer them on by name!
After we watched the leading men and women, we headed to St. George. We saw the leaders again while we were driving on the freeway, then we stopped at Kneaders for breakfast. We feasted. It was yummy. Then we headed to our strategic point to catch the leaders coming in from the bike and out on the run. We had perfect timing. It was so fun to watch my dad get excited. My mom was a great help with Terran, helping me keep him covered in the sun and helping lug my diaper bag around. She is always the greatest help, in any situation!