This is a blog about my son Austin. He is 13-years-old for 10 more days. He is one amazing child. Please allow me a few seconds for a proud Mommy moment. After playing hockey for 8 years, he was told in March that he has had too many concussions for any future contact sports. We all cried for three days and then went to California for a week to recover. Aus is very athletic. He has a clear glass trophy on his shelf that bares proof: National Champion – Fastest Skater. We could not be more proud… and then hockey was gone.
Since May, Austin has started riding his road bike…. not just around the neighborhood either….long rides. Within the last six weeks he started riding thirty-two miles 2-3 times a week. Intense biking. He even got some stretchy shorts! In June he road 72 miles around Lake Tahoe in one day. Amazing…. and when he got home he asked if anyone wanted to go swimming in the lake. (I said no.)
Then Austin found out about triathlons. They are very popular in the Southwest, where we happen to live. Might have something to do with our amazing weather MOST of the year. It was 109 today…. not amazing quite yet.
Austin can swim. But he has never had swim lessons and didn’t know any strokes or how to breathe while swimming until last week. And he can run. But he only started running within the past two weeks for training. It was 2-3 mile runs 4-5 times. That’s it.
This morning, my brave and strong son entered his first mini triathlon, the Anthem Sprint Triathlon. 3 mile run. 12 mile ride. 400 meter swim.
Not only did he finish, but he took first place in his age division (11-14 years old) and beat the second place guy by over nine minutes. His time was 1:15:39. Then we heard the results from the next age group (15-18) and we realized he beat the winner of that category by more than four minutes. Wow. Imagine how well he’ll do once he learns to swim smoothly!
When asked what his favorite part of the race was, Austin replied with a coy grin, “Passing people on my bike.” He also told me during the run when he passed other runners and they saw his age on his calf many said in tired dismay, “He’s ONLY 13!” Made me smile.
We are so proud of Austin and the way he has kept a great attitude through the whole hockey kerfuffle. (That’s fun to say!) Seriously, he ate, drank, slept and breathed hockey since he was in diapers. He never played another sport…. until now. WOW!