Swimming - Running - Lost

Your 2010 Leslie Beach Penguins... Jackson and Catie are on the far left...

We have been having some trouble with early evening thunderstorms ruining our swim meets. 2 out of 4 have been canceled due to thunder and rain... rats!


Catie was reunited with her old friend Samantha Feild at the last meet and had a ball waiting for the rain to stop.


We made our return to the annual Possum Trot this weekend. Jackson and Catie ran the 1 mile fun run while Ann pushed the Abster in the jogging stroller. While Jackson finished 3rd, Catie put in a good effort but only managed to bring up the end of the race. We have hired a private running coach to bring her up to speed! Just kidding...


We love Catie's never say die attitude and effort!

Catie and Dad held hands almost the whole run. They sure look happy to be finished. What's up with Stiv's hair? Looks like a major static electricity issue!!!

"Don't even think about trying a piece of my syrup soaked pancakes Dad!"


The local quack or chiropractor was offering free health screenings and a massage to the participants. After screening Jackson's neck with some kind of thermal imaging contraption, they decided that they could cure his migraines with adjustments and massage therapy...

Jackson was happy to receive his latest medal! Catie was real disappointed that she did not get one, but Jackson was very gracious by letting her wear it home.


Abster... maybe next year you will be old enough to run in the possum trot. She sure looks ready!

We have not had much opportunity to ride this year and decided to participate in a new Metric Century Ride southwest of Atlanta to lift our bike fitness... this was going to be a challenge. It was the inaugural event, which made us nervous because it is easy to get lost in these rides if the cue sheet or course markings are not clear. The ride went great for the first 45 miles, and then we started to fade a little. By mile 60, the never-ending long rolling hills were turning our legs to jello. No matter, we only had 4 miles to go. Oops, the course was not marked well, and we figured out that we were actually 25 miles out with little water left and the temp climbing above 90 degrees! Long story short, we were lucky enough to find a couple of local riders who could tell we were lost and had a pickup truck only 8 miles away. We jumped on the offer... or we still might be out riding somewhere. Talk about lucky!!!




Abby loves riding her trike and asks us every night to ride. This is an old video form April that we have been meaning to post.