Danielle totally kicked it like a cheetah at the Marshalltown Y Tri today. As promised, here is a post extolling her many virtues.
First off, I must say that danielle is an excellent shopper and finder of triathlon outfits, thus making her the cutest gal at the Tri. She wore her black running skirt and flaunted her orange big creek triathlon socks, thus adding to her badassness.
On the swim, she actually did a couple of warm up laps to prepare her for our competitive journey while I lounged. This may have been my undoing. She kicked it in the swim and went in to change clothes.
On the bike, I kept glancing at her and saw her feet racing in circles so fast that it was one big blur - like the road runner when he gets going. I secretly had people go over to her bike to check her distance and she was kickin it. I put it into gear, at one point with my heart rate at 182. yikes. I worked and worked, but to no avail. Danielle is a biking god.
With a brief rest, while I tried not to throw up from my biking effort, and Danielle looking all calm and collected, we moved on to the run. Danielle totally kicked it beating an 8 minute mile for her first mile and then working that hard until the end of the 15 minutes.
The scores were added, and she was the clear better athlete. So, here, I've said it. Danielle is better than me. She is faster. She is smarter. She is nicer. She wears cuter clothes and deserves a standing ovation for the effort she put in today.
I am off to take an ibuprofen and beg for mercy.
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