Woodlake Triathlon and Bri's birthday bash

This morning Bri, Tassie and I woke up at the butt crack of dawn so we could drive down to Vass for the Woodlake Triathlon. It is a locally run, non-USAT, $35 dollar tri put on by a golf/retirement community. Good fun. We got there with time to spare and parked Tassie in the shade of a SUV so she could stay cool while we raced.

We both had good races and won the overall titles. I was motivated by a sense of history - forever and for all time Bri would be able to tell the story of how her and her husband both won a triathlon on her 30th birthday weekend extravaganza.

I had some competition, as Dan "Demonchild" Young and I have had smack talk going on for this race since January as he beat me last year. I had a good swim, then felt terrific on the bike and opened up a solid lead. Held onto it for the run, which is run primarily on hard packed dirt trails. Dan finished about 1 minute back.

Bri made it look easy and finished with a big smile.

Now we are going to throw a big party for Bri (but really a birthday is just an excuse to throw a party for friends/family), and tell stories into the night.

Bri wins!

Today is a day that will live in infamy. Bri has taken me down in an Olympic distance triathlon. The world rumbles and shakes. Children cry. Small dogs run in circles while buzzards circle overhead. An old woman screams.



3 minutes and 10 seconds. I left it all on the swim. I was sick. I was tired. I got a flat. I had rocks in my shoes. There was a fire. Earthquakes. Martians.

That's what happens when you detrain for several months.

I am, however, getting more fired up to take on some running races. There is a series around here called the Second Empire Running Series that puts on several runs. And I've decided to run the Philly Marathon on November 23. Might qualify for Boston, might not. 'Tis OK. Just keep moving is the thing.

I missed the swim prime by about 30 seconds. Kevin Lisska from Fletcher took all three primes and won the race.