Did I say it *starts* at noon? About that ….

It takes dedication, endurance, and some serious work to be on a triathalon team. Swim, bike, run! Did I just say, “swim, bike, run”? No no no. What I meant to say was caffinate, drive, cheer!

Team Oreo – and by that I mean Team Fried Oreo – CONGRATULATIONS! You did it! You survived your first full triathalon! Transitions from slumber to bathroom to road were excellent. But we seriously have to work on our equipment. Next time team members – pack breakfast, a cooler, folding chairs and a change of clothes. Hell … a few more of these and I think we deserve an official tour bus. You know what that means? We will have our very own private bathroom … no port-o-scary-potty for us!

All kidding aside, let’s hear it for Patrick! WOO HOO!!!!! Top 17%! There are very few reasons – very very very very few reasons we will ever get up so early – but for you my friend … it was worth it!  How many triathaletes come equipped with their own personal chef (who makes a damn mean meat sauce), motivational speaker, paparazzi & journalist?!