They arrived in Kirkland last Sunday morning before the worms were awake. They waited, in their swimming suits, for more than two hours before they were allowed to start. One of the worms actually crawled across Tom's foot which was probably numb with cold, while they waited to start.
When the three intrepid adventurers finally started, they were at the rear of the pack. They finished the swimming portion in the first third of their group. The photo shows the orange buoy they had to swim around in that 65 degree, cold lake water. A second buoy is out of the photo to the left, about 100 yards away from the first. So they swam about 1/4 of a mile, then rode their bicycles for 12 miles, then jogged for 3 miles.
They probably could have done the full triathlon, judging by the confident smiles on their faces as they crossed the finish line. They finished the course in less than two hours.
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I am interested to see what other people interpret my look as. I certainly wouldn't call it a confident smile.
My legs finally don't hurt tonight, nearly a week after the race.
At first I thought you were smiling as in "eh? finish line already?!"
But given your testimony, I can see it as more of an "ehhh, ehhhh, ehhhh"
I see it as a "Whew!! Thank God I didn't die --- yet!"
Now Tom, on the other hand ...
That is an arrogant smile of confidence if ever there was one! [By the way, did Lief catch him yet and do what he threatened to do?]
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