For any parent, there is a certain amount of pride in knowing their kids are following in their footsteps. I certainly feel some of that pride when my son and daughter are in the front yard playing triathlon. They kidnap various swimcaps we've collected at races, put them on, and run around pretending to swim. Then, they hop onto their bikes for that portion of the race. After going to the corner and back, they hop off the bikes, remove their helmets, and "head out" for their run.
They can also teach a thing or two about finishing. During a recent kids' run, my son fell down near the start. I was handling photography and watching our daughter, and Mrs. Pol had dashed to the finish line to watch him. That left him on the course, alone and frightened. Luckily, a volunteer saw what happened, and hurried to help him up. Scared, crying, and very near the end, my son brushed himself off and started running for the finish line.
Just who is this Iron Pol?
A former out of shape sailor, who became a marathoner, then a triathlete, Ironman, and ultramarathoner. Now, life has pushed me into short track speed skating. More important than the titles is the lifestyle, and sharing it with others.