Hawaii, Finally!

I have been on three trips with Matt and each has resulted in a sunburn, this is the best one yet.

Nothin says "hot bikini babes" like a white convertable. And nothing says "kick butt dudes" like a jeep wrangler which is what they drove. Hilarious.

We logged lots of hours laying on the beach listening to music from Kris' ipod which Curt dubbed "yacht rock" you can imagine what kind of music that was. But the beach was unbelievable, so fun.

The view from our hotel room, I ran on that little path almost every morning down to the beach. We kept on our training schedule while there and eight miles is still rough even in Hawaii.

We had so much fun eating good food, throwing the football in the ocean (especially when Curt hit Matt directly in the eye) and laying out til we were Maui Babes.