Tag: triathlon

Race Day

I still have the shirt, bright pink with Danskin 2007 Women’s Triathlon on the front and a slew of company logos on the back. My friend, Karen, has probably tossed hers, that’s how she is, totally unsentimental, not into mementos or false glory. After… Continue Reading “Race Day”

Put that Chainsaw Down! I Found the Key

It’s Tuesday, June 21st, and it’s the first day of triathlon class. When my friend, Karen, and I took the class before, we swam in our own mature women’s  lane on the end so as to avoid all the intensely competitive zipper-up-the-back black tri-suit… Continue Reading “Put that Chainsaw Down! I Found the Key”

Suck It Up, Sweet Pea

For two weeks, I have been dreading the start of Master’s Swim. I signed up again because my friend Karen had that look on her face that reminded me that doing Master’s Swim felt great, in the abstract anyway.  While I was actually at… Continue Reading “Suck It Up, Sweet Pea”