GO Dad!!

In 2001 I was introduced to Ironman thanks to my Dad. He signed up and trained for IM Lake Placid. At the time I don't think I even owned a bike. The night before the race I was so nervous for him I hardly slept. I was pretty sure my Dad might die doing this insane event!! His big-picture goal was to go to Kona. At the time I really had no idea what "Kona" was.

Race day was crazy and immediately I wished I was racing. All day my mom and I ran around with the signs I made and cheered like mad women! It was hot and later poured and some of the athletes looked like death. But not my Dad - he looked strong. Toward the end he got a calf cramp and the run turned slightly ugly.

I remember watching him come through the finish chute and being so proud. The most exercise most of my friends Dads get is from golf. Not my Dad - he is an Ironman!

Since 2001 we have raced IM Coeur d'Alene together twice. Last year when I raced it my Dad ran around the course all day giving me splits. He even stood at the top of the evil little turn-around-hill out at the far end of the course to cheer - not just for me, but for all the athletes.

On Sunday my Dad is racing Ironman Canada. He is ready. If you are spectating at IMC this weekend please cheer for Ken Bauer #1926!! His big picture goal changed a few years ago from "racing Kona" to "racing Kona with my daughter." I can think of nothing better!