He can skip running one day a week, if he plays an hour of tennis at night.
Wouldn't it be fun if after swimming and cycling and running, the athletes file on to a virtual tennis court where the winner takes best 3 out of 5?
Charlie and I first met on the tennis courts. We played each other for the intramural singles championship in college, 17 years ago.
I'm not at liberty to say who won.
But I still have the champion t-shirt.
Tonight, my husband and I were beat in tennis by my mother who whooped our behinds with one hand in her pocket. Charlie was trying so hard to keep up that he knocked a glass of water clean off the table and nearly cracked one of our ceiling fan blades in two.
Yeah, my 75-year old mother is running circles around both of us.