…in which my sister kicks a little ass at the Coeur d’Alene Ironman triathlon.
There aren’t words to describe the inner strength my sister has found in the past year. I can’t remember ever being so proud of someone. Yesterday, Amy capped an incredible journey of perseverance with 140.6 miles in twelve hours, 20 minutes, and 19 seconds. She made it look easy and she smiled the whole way through. At mile 135 we watched a hundred people succumb to walking up the last hill before my sister chugged her way over it. This morning, she said she wasn’t even really sore.
I’ve posted my photos on flickr.