10K run, 25k bike, 10k run- back in the day this was called a biathlon.
The year was 1991 (?).
Bedford, Ohio.
My brother Dennis was there and I'm pretty sure it was the only race we've been at together that he wasn't a participant. So I had the pressure of doing a good job for my little bro. I'd always been a avid runner (now a jogger) but I had never trained on a bike, at ANY distance. The only prep I did for this race was at the most a 8 mile jaunt. Hell I didn't even own a bike, I had to ... Continue reading ...
It's a good thing that James was ahead of me while driving separate cars to the Fremont indoor 10k race. He knew (basically) where we were headed and I (more than basically) had no idea where we were. It had warmed up a bit from the previous day but the roads still had some drifts that I was uncomfortable driving at 125 mph, Jim at the other end of the spectrum had no problem maneuvering his slug bug in this condition. I'm the guy on the freeway that you yell "you drive like you've never seen... Continue reading ...
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