Not me, silly! Gosh....
Brock came into town this weekend. Him and a few of his friends are participating in the Katy Triathlon. We were able to spend a little bit of time with Brock on Friday...but he had to be at the race at 5 am...so he stayed with a friend that night. We were able to follow him around to each leg of the race the next morning. He did a really good job. He said he really enjoyed this race and it was perfect for him because he was taken on a tour of the town he grew up in. The swimming was at the high school, then the bike portion took him by the elementary and junior high school. He was able to run by our old house and church building. Seeing him so active is giving me more motivation to get my behind on the treadmill.
Here's Brock and his buddies.
Almost there....swimming was Brock's weakest leg.
Done!
Every time we saw Brock...this is the effect he had on Emily. She'd burst into tears. So weird. She goes to strangers at church...she never has a problem with others...but Brock. It was pretty funny. Apparently Emily didn't get the memo that Uncle Brock is suppose to be everyone's favorite.
Brock & his buddy Brett. We didn't hang around to get a picture of them and Zak.
He did such a good job and he placed 2nd in his age group. He lost to 1st by 8 seconds!!
Brock came later on to our place late afternoon on Saturday. Apparently, when he was driving down F.M. 529....lightning struck an oil storage facility and caused an explosion. He said 100 foot high flames shot up and there was a mushroom cloud and caused his car to shake.. I teased him that he exaggerates way too much....but later on he told me wasn't exaggerating. It was a 2-alarm fire and 529 was shut down for quite a while. We enjoyed Ritters later on and we had fun hanging out until he had to head back home Sunday later afternoon.
Thanks for coming to see us Brock!!
