I work at a photography studio and one of the guys I work with was photographing Simon Whitfield for a Harry Rosen Ad (men's clothing store). He was going to be coming to the studio so I was totally beside myself - I even brought my camera in to the studio so I could take a picture of him. The producer working on the project introduced me to him as the "studio's resident triathlete". We chatted for a while, he asked about my racing plans for the season and I totally gushed about watching him win the 2000 Olympic gold medal. I think I was a babbling idiot but he was a SUPER nice guy, very laid back and really personable. I mentioned to the photographer that I had brought my camera and he said oh don't worry, I'll get you in there and take your picture with him. I was mortified. Sure enough when the shoot was over, I was dragged out of my office and down to the studio. I think I turned about 50 shades of red. I hate getting my picture taken at the best of times so this was pretty awkward (but pretty cool none the less). That was about 3 months ago and I have yet to see the pictures! He did wish me luck with my races before he left the studio. Very cool guy!

I also occasionally ride (ok I watch her go off into the distance) and party with (in the off season) the tough as nails Canadian triathlete Tara Norton. She's coaching my husband and has become a pretty good friend of ours in the process. She's one cool chick and a very talented, inspiring and hard working athlete.

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