I had an awful start. They put the aquavelos in with the women 45 and over. So I got sandwiched between some big men and couldn't get around them. I didn't let myself panic although I completely understand why people do.

Speaking of panicking, a woman in the wave ahead got about 100 yards out and then kept treading water in place. Each time she'd try to start swimming, she'd stop after two strokes. They eventually pulled her out and I think she was taken away in an ambulance.

I swam the exact same split to the very second as I did last year. So I guess that is good considering that I felt I had a terrible start.


Start in front.

I did not wear socks for the bike. That was a last minute decision (and a good one).

I felt like I was flying (and later discovered that I've gone faster in the past). Oh well.

After the turnaround, Stacey passed me like I was standing still even though I was going at least 18 mph. I was actually relieved because I knew she was coming and it was good to get the pass over with.


Nothing. I biked as fast as I could.

I felt fairly comfortable the entire way. For some reason, I can't run as fast as I used to be able to. The speed in which I'm getting slower is really picking up!

The best part of the race was afterwards. I won the wetsuit at the award ceremony. Funny thing, I commented to Bob on the way to the race that I hoped that I'd win the wetsuit. I needed a new sleeveless one. I couldn't believe it when they called out my number.



Old age. I say that now but in 10 years, I will think that I used to be "young" at 62.



Nice season opener!