Rev3 Quassy... and "We're having a baby!"

Yet again, a Rev3Tri event has stepped up to the plate .... once again this race answers the cry from the athlete to be an athlete driven event -- and Rev3 delivers!   This series truly does it bigger and better than anyone....    I continue to be so honored to work for this company.  They really care about this sport and the athletes; I am privileged to work for anyone with such a description.

We even had Team Trakkers Aid Stations at this race!

 We were the first aid station of the run course for Saturday's Olympic

and Mile 29 of the bike course for Sunday's Half.   Holy mole... at the risk of sounding unbiased... Trakkers ROCKED THE HOUSE with these aid stations!!!!!!!!     The "Green Team" was loud, enthusiastic and utterly obnoxious --- the perfect combination needed for ideal aid stations.

 My rental car had come equipped with Sirius Satellite Radio -- so we cranked that sucker to "total 80's" ..... we were all dancing and rocking it out to all the nostalgic jingles as we screamed for the athletes.   Such fun!

After the race there was a massive buzz generated about "the Trakkers aid stations" and how awesome they were.

 I was pleased to hear that, and was not surprised, because that team COMPLETELY stepped up with tons of energy and enthusiasm for the race.    It takes a lot of personal energy and spirit to give of yourself like that (especially when you are racing your own event on the opposing day! - which almost all of them were) ...but they didn't care about their own race, they cared about others.   That group makes me so proud.   These people really are such a wonderful, unselfish bunch.   I am honored to get to be even a small link to their AMAZING chain...

A couple weeks before I left for Rev3, my close Boulder friends, Lara and Billy let me in on a special happening.  After one of Jane's Sunday Masters, I wandered over to Walnut Cafe to join Billy and Lara for breakfast.

Billy:  Can you keep a secret?

Carole:  (Shooting Billy a look like he asked if I knew oxygen was needed to breathe..)  Dude, I'm Italian.  My entire Italian-American heritage is based on secrets kept!  I know where bodies are!   (kidding...)

Lara: I'm pregnant...

Within .3274 seconds I lept about 3 feet into the air and pretty much dove over the table to hug her, and then hugged Billy.

Carole:  This is AWESOME!   Congratulations!!!! 

Billy:  You can't say anything - we're not going to tell people for another couple of weeks...

Lara:   Joanna and Mark know though.  You can talk about it with them.  :)

Naturally, I responded as anyone would:
Carole:  WHAT??  You told JZ and Mark before me????!!!!!!!!!!!    I said laughing.  (I was kidding, of course..)

Lara:  We just told them last night - you're right there, Sharpie.  :)

As I wandered back home from Walnut Cafe, I called JZ.
Carole:  "We're having a baby!!!!!"  I screamed into the phone!

JZ:  Well we're not having a baby....

Carole:  Oh yes we are!!!   Just like WE got a puppy, WE are having a baby!!  :)

JZ:  Funny...  yea, it's great news....

Here is a pic of Billy and Lara with "our" dog, the beloved Bogart:

 ...and a fun memory of Lara and I doing 24-hour tri together (and winning our division, beating all the male teams but one!  Ahem...)

 Congratulations Billy and Lara!   Aunt Carole is looking forward to corrupting another youth of America...
xoxoxo.