Good swim for me. Glad I chose the wetsuit. Water temp was close enough to make it worthwhile. Also liked having it on when I caught up with the non-wetsuit swimmers.

Took plenty of time changing into dry clothes. Didn't matter much as everything would have dried in the heat anyway.

Gone faster

Hot, hot, hot. Really started feeling the effects of the heat, and wind at about mile 90. Until that point, things had gone perfectly. Struggled the last 20 miles with some knee pain. Caused me to have to pedal with really only one leg.

Again, took my time. Figured I would cool off a little in the tent. Didn't happen. The tent was like a stinky, sweaty locker room. I actually felt sorry for the volunteers who drew that short straw.

Gotten out of the frying pan and into the fire faster.

Holy carp was it hot! I honestly didn't know I could feel that hot. Luckily for me, my inability to run prevented me from overheating even more. By the 3rd lap, runners were far outnumbered by zombie walkers, so I was in good company. The last mile never felt so good.

What warm down? Walking was about all I could do after that death march. Got water, a cold towel, and a finisher's pic.


The heat, and....the heat.


Amazing volunteers. They really made the race enjoyable, even with the extreme conditions.