Back up a bit ... for some reason, we made it into the transition area before the race without being marked, so that happened at poolside. Briton found someone with a ballpoint:
I found someone with a sharpie and good handwriting:
The "race" was in Corvallis. The night before we stayed at the parents home of some friends. Great folks -- they made us feel like we were at a Bed and Breakfast.
Back to the race: Corvallis is beautiful countryside to pedal through. The weather was comfortable, even at 7 a.m. The 5K circled a campus block three times. This was handy for me when I needed a bathroom break after one mile of shuffling along. I was able to cut across the street to a building and use the bathroom there, "down the hall and to the right."
I finished 401st out of 409th. Heather always told me, "There will always be someone faster than you, and there will always be someone slower than you." She was right once again. Tho' barely so this time. I'm sort of envious of number 409th and wonder if they have a good story.
Briton's take on the event: He was glad when the swim was over, and glad he didn't have to wear a swim cap.
Here we are, commemorating the event as we jet out of the place.
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