I don’t want to reinforce certain stereotypes, but I must say that I’m a bit of a jock, and I’m not the best in math. It doesn’t really bother me in my triathlon experience, except when I’m at the pool. Yes, think about it, when I do one or two miles in practice, that’s a lot of laps to count!
Thankfully, my friend Bond had a great idea. She took a few dozen of rubber ducks that were probably there to entertain the baby swimmers, and at each lap we would take one out and keep going. At the end, we just had to count the ducks.
FYI, all of them have a medal with a number 1, every duck is a winner!