The last 6 months my husband had been training with an admirable enthusiasm - his goal: to participate at a triathlon that took place yesterday. He was in a really good shape and so looking forward to the event... and then he caught a very bad cold. He had hoped up to the last day but unfortunately it was not possible for him to start.
I think you can imagine his disappointment! We went there, anyway, to cheer on the team he was training with. He put all his energy in waving and clapping and shouting. Everyone of this team finished and the team spirit was fantastic.
Today, his cold is much worse than yesterday, but he just said to me that it was worth it. And guess what - he's already making plans about a triathlon next year...
