Our friend, Travis Manning, participated in Boise's Half Ironman 70.3!!!

The kids & I headed to Lucky Peak to see him off. First leg was a 1.2 mile swim.
After getting his wetsuit peeled off his body and sunscreen slathered all over, he dressed into his biking gear.

Next up was a 56 mile bike ride battling 20 MPH winds!
After seeing him off, we left and went on about our day. I did think of him often, especially when I was relaxing on the couch or doing something that required little thought or effort. I kept thinking about how tired he might be or if he might be struggling. He was in my thoughts all day.
That evening, Jason and I went to the adult session of Stake Conference. We planned on meeting his wife downtown afterwards to see him come in. I watched the clock. It seemed like the meeting was taking forever. I thought that the adult session usually only took 1.5 hours. This time we almost went over 2.
When the meeting ended, I called Ann. She said he wasn't in yet and thought that he was about half way through his running. If we got there within 30-40 minutes we should be able to see him finish.
We got there in good time, found Ann and had plenty of time to anticipate him coming in.

He came in from his 13.1 mile run around 10:20pm, with the time of 7:22:44!!! He wants to shave an hour or so off this time, but I'm totally impressed and inspired by him doing this and finishing at all. Wow!
Way to go IRONMAN Travis!!!
Our no-so-Ironman experience- We knew Travis was swimming at Lucky Peak, but didn't know exactly where to park. As we were driving there, I noticed a sign that said something about Ironman. I pulled in and wound around until we were at the Sandy Point park. We paid to park and asked the attendant if we were in the right place. When he said YES, I breathed a sigh of relief. I knew we were getting close on time and didn't want to miss Travis. The attendant was vague about where we were supposed to go, so we wandered around and found the last available parking spot. Then we noticed 2 arrow signs saying "Ironman", so we headed in that direction. Little did we know that we were in for our own mini Ironman. The sign pointed to a gravel road going uphill. It was more treacherous than it initially looked. Treyson started asking for water and Abree started to cry. She told me she couldn't make it. We didn't have time for this and I wasn't willing to pick her up..I was struggling a bit myself. I didn't feel like I could slow down, or I might not start back up or at least loose some momentum. So I drug Abree up the hill, with semi-encouraging words. Then when we thought we couldn't go any further, we saw the top and went just a little bit more. Whew! ---Coming down was much more enjoyable and less treacherous. :)