Well first thing putting on my suit I ripped it.
The swim started really well. Two guys just took off. Then there was a group of about 6-7 right behind. I was drafting really well in this group. This lasted out to the first turn and then around the second. Then it all went south. I stayed on the feet of the guy in front of me and stopped sighting because things where going great and figured I would just save my energy. Well when I did sight (about 250-300 yards) I could not even see the buoy. So I sighted a few more times and still couldn't see the thing. So I stopped and looked I was so far off I couldn't believe it. The other guy was still just swimming away. So I corrected my course and finished the best I could. This really got under my skin because my swimming had been going so well. It was so bad that my wife and mom (not the only ones) where pointing and saying look at those guys. Still not a bad time for me but if I would have stayed with that group I would have been close if not under 30.

sight even if I think I'm on the feet of a good swimmer.

everything went real smooth.

Well the bike started off great. I got right up to pace and HR was looking good. Then I heard a funny sound. Looked down just like I thought flat and on the back(NICE). So pulled off to the side and for a minute just stood there in disgust. Then it hit me this is a race! So I jumped to it (something I don't practice if I looked at my watch right it took about 7.5 minutes). I told myself the whole time I was changing the flat that I could not just take off and try to make up the time. But everyone that went by just made that harder and harder to listen to. So I jumped on the bike and took off. YEP didn't listen to left shoulder. At about mile 30 I finally talked myself into the fact that I was digging my own grave. I settled down and finished the ride at about the right pace. The last few miles I started getting my mind right for the run and what I knew was going to be tough because of the bike leg.

practice changing flats.

went good. I was a little slow because of putting on sox ( still haven't found another pair of shoes I can run in without them).

Started the run up a big hill. After that settled in nice and felt pretty good. Made a mistake of waiting on a port a potty should have just went on but didn't know how far the next one was. Other then that everything was good. I changed my pace do to the bike leg and was holding good. I actually thought I was going to make it then it hit me. The last 3 miles about killed me (and it was mostly down hill). I did not let myself walk but man it was tough. So my pace went out the window to a just don't walk and finish this thing. I rounded the last corner my nephew was waiting on me and he jogged in a little bit with me. He said uncle Jason what's wrong your never this slow! Lesson learned I hope but I doubt it.

Not kill my self on the bike after a flat.