This past Sunday I competed in the LA Triathlon Championship Series #1. Even though I'm in Baltimore, I did a SoCal event so I could run it with my older brother. He was "kind" enough to email the results sheet to me, and commented that "at least you weren't DFL (Dead F---ing Last)." That's because he was (and given that he competed in the Panama City Beach Iron Man last year, I don't think he was last because that was as good as he could do).
Sure, I didn't do it to compete, I did it to see if I could. Well, I couldn't. I ended up having to walk the entire run, except for maybe 50 yards across the lawn to the finish.
Time to hit the streets again...
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