There are very few reasons I will get up at 6:30am on a rainy Sunday, but give me some middle aged men in speedo swimsuits and bathing caps, and I'll be there!
Actually, my favorite man was racing in his first triathalon, so the kids in their p.j.'s and I packed up our pom-pom's and headed out early to watch the rain clear, and my husband swim 500 meters, bike 10 miles, and run a 5K. He did a fabulous job. And, we were so proud to be surrounded by such athletic goodness (being that rest of the family isn't qualified to do anything more strenuous than a hard core shopping spree at the mall).