You may be at a redneck triathlon if...

We got beef jerky as our schwag at a triathlon once.  It was awesome.  Best jerky EVER.  We've done that race every year since. : )

The swim bouys at yesterday's tri were inflatable crabs obtained from the local Walmart. 

But hey...they worked! 

As someone mentioned above, I've also been at a mtn bike race where a guy in overalls, full beard, large belly, fires a shotgun into the air to start the race.

The redneck triathlon thing:

 - The last 3 miles of the bike course are so rough, bumpy and have bulldozer track in the road almost the entire way, you think you could go faster on a mtn bike!

- When you are riding a mile or two from the race site getting warmed up on the bike and the locals slow down in their vehicles and leer at you (in spandex).

- Almost every volunteer (male and female) on the bike and run courses have thier favorite college team's hat on or NASCAR driver's number.

- You hear Rebel Yells at the finish line, from spectators AND race participants.

- The finish line announcer begins his sentences with "Alllllllllllllllllrightey now, here comes number...."

- There's country music on the race PA system.

- Most of the post race food is home made.

You finish at the county fair, first, wending your way through the fair grounds to the adult beverage toasts of the onlookers, and then, taking a lap around the race track while the horses and cows watch in confusion.

BTW, here is a blog post about that race: http://kvtri.blogspot.com/2008/07/rr-heart-o-dixie-triathlonwhere-bikes.html

It is a lot of fun in its own special way.

No race numbers or timing (unless you won the race), your transition rack is the slope of a hillside, and you're allowed to ride the bike without a helmet.

Yes - it really happened.