My colorful butt just moments after the start. Look at how horribly the
tattoo number sticks to leg hair - that was a hot mess.
Running away.
Remember in my race report how I noted I ran past my bike?
Here I am turning around once I ran too far. Oops.
Back at my bike. Finally.
Sweet shot of me running out!
I heard lots of shouting during my 2nd trip up Ohio Hill. It was Amanda and her friend.
Couldn't help but smile.
I caught that guy before the curve driven solely by Amanda's cheers. Thanks ladies!
Back to T2.
I don't think I was smiling - I think that's a grimace.
Flying to the finish!
Close-up of that last shot showing 0 women and 6 men looking at my ass.
That's around right.
Awkward.
Fried. (And hitting my watch.)
Checking my time while gasping for air. I dropped my hands onto my knees and gasped
for about 20 more seconds, and Amanda just stood there and cheered for me
the entire time. It was awesome. I thanked her by trying not to puke in front of her.
You're welcome, Amanda.
Here's my race report if you missed it.
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