On Sunday, I was up by 7:00 and on the golf course by 9:15 with two of my friends. We had a great time but on two of the holes, I teed off and it went way beyond the hole. I thought, huh, normally, being the cheap ass that I am, I would have wandered around looking for my ball forever. But, due to my left cheek, pain won. It was a lot of fun though and I did okay for the first time out in two years. We hit a few buckets at the driving range before getting on the course and let me say, you see and hear a lot of interesting things on a driving range. We had this guy directly behind us that was having conversations with himself. Now, I'm not talking saying things like "oh crap that one sucked" because I do that. No, this was more of a ohhhh nice shot man next time a little more straight. I kept looking around thinking is he giving me tips? Then, you have the ball machine. You're supposed to put the bucket up to the machine to catch all the range balls BEFORE they come out. Well, apparently, us golfers aren't all that swift. And every once and a while, I could hear someones range balls all rolling down the parking lot. So between all of that and the three of us whiffing it and missing the ball entirely every once and a while, I spent most of my time trying not to roll on the ground in hysterics.
Sunday, Marcia, Molly, Angie and I drove up to Buffalo where the tri is this weekend to get in a lake swim. Yep, I actually got in the water everyone. It was SO cold. I was glad to have the wetsuit on. We then hopped on our bikes and did a 13 mile bike on the course and about a 1.2 mile run. It went pretty well but I must say, I'll be glad when this tri is done.
Here are some pics of us eating after the workout in Buffalo:

This one is of Molly, Marcia, me and Angie