Okay, Now I Feel Old.

I've always considered myself "in shape", and dang good for having triplets, actually!

Well, at least I don't get winded walking up a flight of stairs, and I can hide my muffin top very well with strategically paired skirts and tops.

But, I have to bow down to the master.

My awesome father is about 25 years my senior ... after running the Flying Pig Marathon for a couple of years, he has moved on.

Now he does triathalons. Triathalons ... you know swim, bike, AND run.

Triathalons make people with those little 26.2 stickers on their cars look like sissies.

Last weekend Dad ran a triathalon over in Indiana. He came in 67th out of over 450 people in swimming. That's insane!

He ended up coming in the first 1/2 of all finishers and fourth -- FOURTH! -- in his age group. Are you kidding me?

I'd still be trying to get up the first hill of the biking part (assuming that I actually made it out of the water after the swimming section).

This would so be where I would end up.

Rock on, Dad!