While racing at the Ironman World Championship in Kona a few years ago, James took a nasty fall.  It slowed him down quite a bit, and caused great discouragement.  A little while later, he passed an extremely large Hawaiian man standing on the side of the road.  The man yelled out "Two mile an hour, better than no mile an hour!"  This strange statement surprisingly gave James great encouragement, at a time when he desperately needed it.

As our family races, be it Rylan's mile fun runs, Aaron's 5k races, Monica's very first triathlon or James's next Ironman, one thought always keeps us going..."Two mile an hour, better than no mile an hour!"