By far my best swim ever. I felt great. Felt like I could have gone all day. My sighting was very good. Never really veered off course. I kept the bouys close to my right and just chugged. I was very happy with the swim.

Not much. Felt good.

Didn't really rush. I wanted to make sure I had everything I needed for the bike. I was trying to put my gloves on and I kept dropping them. I felt like I was in the Three Stooges. Then I had an issue getting my bike off the rack. We were crammed in there so tight I kept getting my pedals and handlebars stuck on the bikes next to me.

Put my gloves on while I'm riding.

The first 30 miles were going great. I was averaging 20 mph (which is good for me). I was getting passed like I was standing still but I still felt pretty good. Then at mile 30 I took a turn to fast and just bit it. I went down hard. scraped up my arms, left leg and ankle. The volunteers directing traffic were great. I was a little lightheaded after the fall so I had to take a few minutes to get my bearings but I just wanted to hop back on and keep my good race going. I got on the bike started riding and my front wheel felt wierd. I pulled over to take a look and it was flat. NUTS! There went my race. I got my tube and stuff out of my bike bag and it took me forever to get my tire off the rim. Once I did that I put the inner tube in, got the tire back on the rim and loaded the CO2 cartridge to pump the tire up. I think I hit a wrong button or something cause I heard all this are escaping from the cartridge and then nothing. I sat there for a bit thinking I used all the co2 and was trying to resolve myself to the fact I was not going to be able to finish this one. Then, like in the movies, I gave it one last try and the friggin thing inflated. YAY! So I packed my stuff into my bike bag and was back on the road after about 20-30 minutes of.

Not take the corners so fast and tight.

I was still a little shaken up from the fall and wasn't sure about running on my ankle. I took my time getting my shoes on and ran into the same problem racking my bike. There was no room for my bike so I had move stuff so I could get it in there.

Not much.

My ankle started giving me some greif during the run and it was bleeding pretty well so I did a walk/run for most of it. Not to mention I was just tired from the bike and being in the sun. Right now the run is also my weakest leg even without the bike accident.

I could have used more training runs this summer.

Went to the medical tent so they could disinfect the wounds. Had a bottle of water. Most of the food was gone by the time I finished which is rediculous. I can't believe they didn't prepare for that.


Falling on the bike.


A good race and well organized. The food thing at the end was a little disheartening. I've been to 5k races that have way too much food at the end and then a lot of the tri's or longer distance runs I do, there's not much at all. Wierd.
I did the race with my girlfriend who did really well. My parents also came up and it was so nice to have them there to support us. It was an absolutely beautiful day and even though I injured myself and had a terrible run - I did it! I could have stopped after the first run loop. I'm sure that's a debate many people had with themselves. But we did it and we should be proud!