SavageMan Triathlon 70.0 - Triathlon1/2 Ironman

I didn't try to kill myself on this swim. The water was nice. It was warmer in the water than it was on the beach. Clean water, nice conditions. I knew that I had a tough day ahead of me, so blowing up on this swim was not my intentions. I got into some packs, drafted well for a while, long and smooth strokes. At the first turn around at Thomas the Turtle, I noticed a whirlpool and a current pushing me along. That was nice, then I started passing more people from my wave as well as the wave before me. I thought I was having a solid swim. 13th AG, 92nd OA

Nothing. I felt good.

T1 here was a different story. The time reminds me of the good ol days when I would pretty much camp out in transition. But here, the goal was to towel off, put on a cycling jacket, gloves, and socks, and I just went ahead and put my shoes on while I was there. I already had my calf sleeves on under my wetsuit. It was 50 degrees and the first 19 miles of this ride is downhill. I didn't want to freeze. 13th AG, 106th OA

Not much. Needed to stay warm.

Wow! This is a triathlon, not a bike race. That is so true here. I got passed more in this bike ride than I think I've been passd over the past few years combined. You know what, I passed a lot of the back again after Killer Miller and even more on the run. I got my brick in the wall - which was the only reason I wanted to do this, besides finishing of course, Killer Miller killed me. But keep on moving. No reason to push this last 10 miles, you need legs to run an incredible hilly half marathon.

Nothing. I put on a compact crank for this and had a 28 in the back. There were a few times when I was searching for another gear. I made it up all the hills, and absolutely crushed the Westernport Wall.

Smiling riding into T2. I conquered the bike ride. But it was still cold and the last 10 miles are pretty much downhill. So, my hands were a little frozen and I had trouble getting some things off and on. But oh well, this race isn't about the transitions for me.

I could have moved faster.

I could not get my legs moving fast for any long period. I tried, but they wouldn't fire. They felt a little cold from coming downhill back into town. And they were also destroyed from the ride. Killer Miller did it's job and killed them. I ended up walking part of the major steep hills. Through the campgroud and on the fire road to the turnaround. After the first lap I looked at my watch and realized that I had a shot at 6 hours. Then after the fire road I saw that I was at 5:56 with 1.5 miles to go. That's when I realized I needed to take this all in and reflect. So I took a nice run along the lake. Took in the scenery, watched the racers, thanked the volunteers, zipped up, hat on straight, and smiled thinkg of an insanely successful season. I had 14 races, but only 2 goals this year. 1. Sub 11 Ironman and Lake Placid. 2. Brick in the Wall at SavageMan. Check and Check. Then I heard Lisa screaming for me over everyone else and the finish. Smiling with pride, then pain goes away. And a kiss from my wife.

Nothing. This was all I had left after a long season and a tough race.

A little walking. I cream, and BBQ.


This is the world's hardest triathlon. I wasn't tapered or trained directly for this. I was just riding on my fitness from Ironman Lake Placid in June. I also did Reston the week before (which was turned into a duathlon), so I was still a little beat up from that.


All in all I GOT MY BRICK IN THE WALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Everyone must do this race. At least once!