south of the border

03 May south of the border

We just rolled in from Mexico where we competed in the Rocky Point Triathlon with several other families. We stayed in a casa right on the beach–the kind of place that’s so airy and gorgeous, you want to hug the walls and never leave. Kris and I slept in a hand-carved wooden bed with no fewer than 3 paintings of the Virgin Mary hovering over us and the ocean mere steps from our balcony…I can tell you I’ve never slept more soundly. (Also noteworthy: B slept in our room on a floor bed we MacGyvered for her and Miles was in his pack n’ play, and it was so peaceful to have my children close all night. Turns out B sometimes laughs in her sleep…to think–her perfect innocent self and the dreams that incite laughter–makes me weep for the sweetness of it.)

The triathlon took place Saturday at a nearby resort. Some intense winds and blowing sand made for an interesting race, but we all had fun.

To sum up, it was a weekend of firsts:

First time our kids have left the U.S.
First time driving across a border (for Kris)
First-tenth street taco (Kris, Gina, B & Miles)
First words in Spanish (hola & agua spoken by Miles)
First tidepool exploring (B & Miles)

First hermit crab catch-and-release (B)

First athletic competition since having kids (Gina)
First place (Kris, leading his division in the bike leg)

I didn’t break any records for my performance, but my team finished 9th in our division, and it felt sooooooo good to be swept up in the adrenaline of a group event again….Before the munchkins came along, Kris and I competed in sprint adventure races, and I absolutely LOVE the camaraderie you find at multisport events. Even better when there’s cerveza at the finish line. 

Tomorrow I face the reality that no one will be delivering fresh, hot breakfast burritos to my doorstep.

  • Lisa
    Posted at 13:31h, 07 May Reply

    Gina, I love this post!! Thank you for personifying our trip so perfectly. I will read this one over and over. : )

    (and I, too, miss our breakfast burritos!)

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