Riding For Glory

I just have one thing to say: This man...

....is incredible.  He's an amazing father, a phenomenal husband, and a spectacular man.  But also....

He can ride 103 miles on a bicycle in 6 hours and 9 minutes.  I wouldn't call him a superhero or anything....

Unless it were true.  Which it is.  He's a superhero!  He rode in the Tornado Alley Bike Tour this weekend, and I suspended the kids' naptime so we could go watch him cross the finish line.  (I know -- this is big for me, too!  Where's my medal?)

The girls were a combination of moody....

Distracted....

And hyper from the non-napping. 

They agreed to pose for a picture or two, before darting off again to play.  I think they were proud of their dad: I know I was.

Congratulations on your second century-ride, babe!  I love you the most. 

(But I would have still loved you the most, even if you'd bonked at mile 4.  Though this would have been a less sweaty kiss, if that were the case.)


By the way, the shirts the girls and I are wearing in the last pictures are from the charity started by Justin's family for his cousin, Glory, who died of cancer.  She was only 22, and many of her symptoms were sadly overlooked.  The charity is called R.A.C.E. -- Raising Awareness of Cancer Early-on.  Stop by the website and look around if you'd like to help!