Gentry was absolutely adamant that she wanted to do the Sprint Tri this year. It's been quite an adventure trying to coach her. And last night, like I do every year right before the race, I had the most bizarre dream. I was driving this huge Winnebago RV and Gentry was in the passenger seat. I was panicked because I knew the RV was way to big for me to handle, but I had to drive it in order for us to finish the race. Then suddenly, we plunged into a 50 ft. sink hole, and I woke up. I'm sure there was a whole bunch of symbolism buried in that dream. But really, there's no time to analyze, because we're still too busy training. I have tried, to the very best of my ability, to help Gentry understand that if we just finish the race, and run across the finish line, we've succeeded. And tonight I may have to break out the ambien.
Busy. But it's the very best kind of busy being with my family as I try to take it all in and love Drew's senior year.
Today was a most perfect 85 degrees.