or is it.
After being out this morning with the kids I come home and check the mail.
I love mail.
You never know what's going to be in there.
handwritten letters from the middle east.
The last option is a rarity.
He is more of an email man.
but I got one today and couldn't open it fast enough.
my heart raced wondering what was sweet enough to send in letter form.
only to find the above advertisement.
He dropped the hammer.
I immediately get all tense and feel as though a goal has been presented.
I have long talked about doing a triathlon.
talked not the walked; or should I saw swim, bike, run.
Maybe its time for a little follow through on this one.
He always knows just how to push me.
Break a fear.
But lets be honest...
eeks, it makes me scared, real scared.