The swim for me was very good in my mind but obviously not so good by the clock....When we started I went right out and got right in the middle of the action which I typically do not do. The last thing Jeff told me on Friday was keep those elbows high like in the Zipper drills which I hate....but that is what I thought the whole time....I was moving very smooth in the water breathing was great I did not hyperventalate like normal and was feeling great and passing people (something else I never do) but then all hell broke loose every time I looked to sight I was in the freakin middle of the lake. I would correct and a few strokes later back to the middle and always pulling hard right. I tried to compensate but never could stay on course. Then the last couple hundred yards my calves and hammies started to cramp not knowing then the omen to come

T1 was fine I wished it had been a little faster but at least I remembered my pump this time so a tremendous improvement....

move my butt faster

The bike was going to be better this year and that was the main goal of the whole race. I got off had my pump so no turning back this year. I got up the first hill I always struggle on and I got into a good cruising speed. I was really pushing on every hill up and down. My average was staying about 15 mph but if I could mantain it it would be a good day. I was hydrating well and taking my endurolites on time. The heat was sucking my energy so I was geling about twice as much as planned.

I got to the water station just before Buckhill which has 4 big Florida hills and they had not hing but ice. So I took what I could and figured I had enought to get to the next station after Sugarloaf. I pushed real hard up and down all 4 hile made it up all of them and was thinking this is sweet. Then I made a few turns and came to Sugarloaf, hit it as hard as I could and made it up about half way before I hit a speed I knew I could walk faster. So I hoped off and strted my trek up the hill. At this point is was getting stupid hot and not riding meant there was not air movement at all and the sweat was flowing quickly but I was still dringing because the ice was melting fast. When I got to the top I felt like crap but got food, water and Gatorade and I thought I can make it in pretty fast from here. So I rode about 5 or 6 miles and then the wheels came off not literally but it was not good. I got that stupid black out kind of feeling so I hit the brakes and stopped. I stood there a few minutes figured I should get off the bike and catch my breath and when I lifted my leg over the bar all leg muscles started locking up bad. So I walked it off and kept drinking and got back on the bike but there was no relief so I decided to bag it and coasted down the hill to the next Deputy who called me a ride back (about mile 49 of the bike course).

The guys who drove me back were the bike repair guys so they could not get all the way back so they dropped me off and I walked about half a mile to trasnistion. From there I happend to hear Trigods was just leaving on the run and knew G8r would be close by. And sure enough G8r and Dr Sue were right there and I started babbling to them and off to the medical tent they got me. Turns out blood sugar was very high so my dehydration was going way faster than I could replenish.

take more insluin to offset extra gels....

kicked out on a cot in the medical tent


heat and high blood sugar