My friend Neva is a rockstar BTW

In all my sad self-loathing about my duathlon performance, I failed to mention that my BTF (best triathlon friend) Neva freaking rocked it. After up-close encounters with several scary things during training including, but not limited to, sealions and pavement, she pulled off an amazing race. She placed sixth in her spritely young age group. And she did the run in sub-10 minute miles which totally rules. Not bad for a former field hockey-playing, sorority girl East Coaster who didn't own a bike on our first day of training. In summary, Neva rules.
Tell your friends.