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Success on all Fronts on the East Coast

Double Fisting Happiness

As I trotted around the turnaround point of the run loop to head out on my 2nd loop of the 10.5km run course, I made the final decision. I would NOT upgrade myself to the full iron-distance event by doing an additional 2 loops after this one. It had been a scorcher of a day on the course so far, and completing the Epic-distance race, as originally planned, would be plenty enough racing for me on this fine Canada Day in Dartmouth, Nova Scotia. After all, I would still have raced 205km by the time I crossed the finish line! Welcome to the inaugural Epic Dartmouth Triathlon in Dartmouth. Deanna and I had driven from Ottawa to spend time with family, take in the sights, and for me to take part in yet another excellent endurance event, all in a whirlwind 6 days. Read on for the full story, check out pictures of the race and of the touring (including paddling near Peggy’s Cove as well as watch the video review I pulled together for Get Out There Magazine.

Pictures from Race

The decision to make the long driving trip out east again this year came about quite early in the year. I’d caught wind of a new race that was being created in Dartmouth, and the race director was looking for racers to sign up for his inaugural event. The timing seemed to work, and I thought it might be a good chance to visit with my dad again, and this time, make a trip to Halifax, since that was one spot we’d missed last year (along with Peggy’s Cove). Also, another friend of mine, Mike Caldwell, was also eager to commit. What’s more, we hatched a plan to actually hop on the motorbikes and make it a big road trip as a little group.

Well, fast forward to late June, and plans changed slightly. Due to problems with dates and schedules, we were no longer all traveling together. Furthermore, we’d also decided (quite wisely) NOT to travel by motorbikes. A few short roadtrips showed us quickly how much longer traveling by bike takes, and we just didn’t have the luxury of time if we were going to visit family and friends. Also, as luck would have it, Deanna’s parent also managed to make a trip out east to coincide with us, which meant our parents would meet for the first time! Pretty good idea seeing as the wedding is just over a year away 🙂 At any rate, this post is mainly about the race, so let’s move on to that, shall we?

I was once again slated to cover the event for Get Out There, so as per normal, I had 3 cameras in tow with me, and was bound and determined to attend most aspects of the weekend. We did miss the welcome dinner and race briefing on Friday night, but the race wasn’t till Sunday, and we were in Pictou with family. However, we showed up early on Saturday to the race check-in and transition area. This gave me lots of time to scope out the layout, as well as chat at some length with Tim, the Race Director. He has put in a herculean effort to make this a true destination race that will grow over time, and after having attended this first edition, I’m sure he’s well on his way.

To give you all a very quick overview of the race course, there were, as always in triathlons, three legs. The opening swim, the bike, and the run portion. This event was unique in that it had three options. Namely, the ‘Aqua Dartmouth’ the ‘Epic Dartmouth’ and the ‘Iron Dartmouth’. All three options involved swimming 3.8k and cycling 180km. In the Aqua, it stopped there. in the ‘Epic’ you ran a 21.1k course. Finally, in the ‘Iron’, you run a full 42.2k course to finish off. I had chosen the Epic with the expectation that even after finishing, I should be fine to do some touring by foot around Halifax. Another unique aspect of the race was that you could start at one distance, and change on the fly. For example, some participants registered in the ‘Iron’ distance, but due to heat and/or not really feeling it, they ‘downgraded’ to the ‘Epic’ distance. That was a nice option. The intention of this was to ensure that as many people as possible finished the race. Now on to the actual race synopsis.

The Swim Stats

The 3.8km swim all took place in Lake Banook, right in the heart of Dartmouth. This facility has actually been home to at least 4 world championship paddling events in the last decade, and is very well set up for this sort of thing. There are no less than 3 paddling clubs within spitting distance of each other on the water there. There are also permanent buoy lines stretching along the lake, and lots of great spectator options to watch the fun. Owing to these facts, the water was very calm, and there were even lines you could sight off in the water which meant you didn’t have to keep looking ahead to make sure you were headed straight.

The race itself started at 7am, which actually seemed to be a pretty reasonable start time. Water temperatures were around 21-22 degrees C, and everyone (except Mike) wore a wetsuit. On account of only having gone swimming 3 times this year, I seeded myself towards the middle, and just planned to get ‘er done. In the water I didn’t feel very fast, and was sure I was losing tons of time to others. Fast forward to the exit, and my watch read 1:09! That was my fastest swim split yet. I was 8th out of the water, and had even beaten Mike, a stronger swimmer than me. I was flummoxed!

Happy to take it though. I jogged over to the wetsuit stripping area and let the volunteers disrobe me of my neoprene cocoon. From there, it was a 100m or so jog to the transition area, and the giant circus-like tent where I could change into my super-hero biking costume (well, not quite, but I feel fast when I wear it…). Since I’d had a quick swim, I languished a fair bit in the first transition, and I think I had the slowest transition of anyone, but I had to fiddle with camera set-ups, and took an extended lavatory break as well. I knew it would be a while before I could take a rest, so I took advantage!

The Bike Stats

180km. Anyway you slice it, that takes a while to pedal. Even longer depending on the weather conditions and pavement conditions. This bike course had a bit of everything in the mix. While the pavement was for the most part pretty new and smooth sailing, there were sections that went against that trend. Unfortunately, they also seemed to be combined with the biggest climbs, and the gnarliest winds. The basic layout was an out and back 90k leg, so in theory, if it was headwinds in one direction, you’d have a tailwind in the other direction.

After the swim and my lethargic transition, I felt pretty fired up to get on the bike and put in the mileage on the asphalt. I settled into a pretty decent speed of just over 30km/hr and dropped into my best aero position. My plan was to try and maintain an average speed of 30 the entire way, which would give me a decent bike split of 6hrs. In theory, it would also leave me with enough gas in the tank to run the entire run course rather than have to walk. My previous iron-distance experience was only in Ottawa, and the course was repeated loops. On that course, you did 12 loops, giving you a chance to know exactly how you were doing on average. The challenge here was that there was no repetition, and you didn’t know what awaited you.

As it turns out, what awaited us were soaring temperatures, and increasingly challenging headwinds. I still felt good at the 90k turnaround point, where our aid bags awaited us. I loaded my ‘picnic basket’ with food and took back off at my decent clip. Surprisingly, I found myself passing quite a few riders on all the uphills on the way back, in spite of the mounting winds. Although I was feeling a little less energy, I kept motivating myself to push hard to get my 6hr goal. I’m told I looked strong the whole way and maintained a good form. Nice to hear, but I can guarantee you that the final 15k seemed pretty miserable, and I really wanted to get off the bike. However, when the final meters closed, my time was just over 6 hours, so I was definitely pleased with that time over what i consider a challenging bike course.

Once again, it was back into the transition zone to change into another outfit to tackle the run. By now, my legs had turned very red from some poor sunscreen application by a volunteer my first time through the tent. This time, I made sure they put a good amount all over my legs, and I did my own arms while they tended my neck. It was still incredibly hot, and the sun was beating down on us, and knowing I had almost another 2hrs out there, I wanted to be safer. I also had to yet again mount my camera again, and this time on my chest, before trotting out.


As I jogged out of transition to get on the course again, my spirits were uplifted by the fact that Dad and Nicole were there cheering me on, as well as Deanna happily snapping away with the camera. I took the time to pause and give her a quick kiss before running off merrily into the hot zone. I knew I had 21.1k to run, but in the grand scheme, that really didn’t seem like too much more work before I could rest.

For the run, we had a closed loop of 10.5km, which meant I’d have one loop to warm up and get to know the terrain, and my 2nd loop to basically get ‘er done. This run was a combination of surface types. We followed a paved pathway for a good chunk, then ducked into a provincial park where we followed shaded trails for several kilometers, before emerging out onto plain sidewalk paralleling busy roads. The path and sidewalk were mostly exposed and baking, but the woods provided a much-needed respite from the sun at least. The heat was still there, but not quite as intense. As hoped, I had gas in the tank, and managed to keep a run pace the entire way. It flagged towards the end, allowing a fellow racer to pass me in the dying 2 kilometers, but at least I didn’t walk at all. Something to be proud of. I’m quite sure that had I opted for the full iron distance, I may have walked at some point in the final 2 loops.

Overall, I quite enjoyed the run course (and bike course for that matter). It was thoughtfully laid out, with aid stations at very regular intervals, all offering water, Gatorade, some with food, and most also with sponges, which were quite useful to beat the heat back. There were lots of volunteers present on all stages of the course as well, smiling and friendly, and quite willing to help in any way they could.

As I crossed the finish line, I instinctively raised my arms triumphantly, as so many do at the conclusion of an event like this. Not because I won anything, or broke any records, but simply with the acknowledgement that i once again slayed a beast of a race and put in a great effort that I was happy with. The race director was nearby, and congratulated me, and we had a chance to speak shortly as well. The word was that a lot of people were out there suffering, and this was definitely hotter than anticipated or expected, but the event was still a success by all counts.

After finishing, there was some great food to gnaw on, including bagels, fruits and HOT PIZZA with COLD BEER! Yup, healthy victory food for sure. It took me a little while to actually feel up to eating and drinking, instead opting for a quick free post-race massage as well as a refreshing dip in the lake. However, when I finally did eat and drink, it was marvelous. Of course, the real meal was the next day, and featured fresh Atlantic Lobster, and lots of other great food options. This was the official awards banquet, and by having it the next day, all participants were able to rest and recover a bit and therefore show up in high spirits, and willing to relive the day, no matter how tired they had been at the finish the day before.

All in all, I give this race a huge thumbs up. Granted, it was a long trip to make for a race, but many people like to seek out a ‘destination race’ to train for, and I think this race would definitely fit the bill for many a triathlete. Check it out online at Epic Dartmouth if you’d like to learn all about it or register for the next year’s event! I’m not sure I’ll make it due to other commitments, but I’d certainly not hesitate to sign up again in the future. From here, I had a couple weeks off before the inaugural Ottawa GranFondo, so stay tuned for that one folks!

Video Review

Road Tripping to Become a Super Spartan!

At the Finish Line

Howdy folks. Well, after a nice 2 week break, I was back on the trail of another fun race to tackle for me and for Get Out There Magazine. I can honestly say that this program has been both a blessing and a curse for me. It’s great to not have to always pay for my own races and some of the gear that I’m using now, but the extra work I have to put in, coupled with the fact that I’m signing up for more big events than ever, tends to put a bit of a stress on me at times. However, all that vanishes whenever I toe the line and get the adrenalin and endorphins pumping for the day! The Mont Tremblant Super Spartan was no exception to that truism, and once again, I was very fortunate to have amazing weather smiling down on myself and all my fellow ‘warriors’. These obstacle races are all the rage and draw out huge crowds of varying abilities. This makes for a very charged atmosphere, but also tends to ramp up the tension and competitiveness felt by all! I didn’t take many pictures to speak of, but of course, I have a race review video that I pulled together. Once you’ve had a look at the video, come on back and read the rest of my post for details on my personal performance!

Pictures from Race


For starters, I was pretty excited to be heading to Mont Tremblant for a short race. It is the perfect distance from home for a nice little motorcycle roadtrip with Deanna. In fact, this would be our very first trip together on the motorbikes, and something we desperately needed to do to prepare for our upcoming trip out east to Dartmouth. We haven’t put a lot of seat time in yet, and weren’t sure what we might need in order to make a long trip as far as gear goes. To those ends, we left on Friday evening, and had the unique pleasure of biking in the dark, cold, foggy, and wet back roads (including gravel roads and covered bridge) to get to our destination. So what did we learn? Well, chaps might not be a bad idea for breaking the wind and keeping legs warm. Some sort of neck scarf or bandana to keep the neck warm too. For my part, I’d like to upgrade to full coverage gloves that actually go over my jacket sleeves to keep my arms toasty too. See a trend here? Yup, I was a little bit chilly on this ride. We also learned that somewhere around 1hr 45mins, true iron butt sets in and we need to stretch. On the plus side, the bluetooth wireless headset communication we got at Christmas? Awesome. It is very handy to be able to chat as we ride along on our separate bikes. Can’t say enough about these little devices. However, I’ll have to stop my raving and get to the race report!

Deanna and I were lucky enough to have a friends’ place to stay at for the weekend. We had originally been planning to camp overnight and head home Saturday after the race, but after being chilled to the core, we ended up sleeping in their basement, and also extended the trip to a second night in order to enjoy the region a little more. So after a good night’s sleep, we packed up the bikes and headed to the race site at Domaine St Bernard bright and early. I had managed to snag myself a slot in the ‘elite’ wave at 10am, but still had to be there about an hour early in order to get some good footage and make sure that I got my chip and number. That was the first challenge to this race. With over 2000 racers, it would have been nice to have an advance race kit pick up. However, no such luck. Everyone had to line up and get their chips. Luckily, it was laid out fairly well (provided you knew your race number), and I got my stuff in about 10 minutes. Chip firmly on my shoes, and number blazoned on my forehead and forearm, I made my way through the start corral to get as close to the front as I could. I had fairly high hopes for this race, and was planning on podium if at all possible. My rationale was that if I could manage 5th place last year in the Ottawa race without really trying, I should have a good shot here as well. But maybe not. Read on friends…

So here are some quick little stats on this specific race. A Super Spartan is the 2nd level of difficulty in their series. A regular Spartan is generally 5-7km in length, with 10-15 obstacles. The Super Spartan, and this one in particular, was about 12km in length, and contained 26 or so unique obstacles. After that, you have the Spartan Beast race, and it caps out at the Spartan Death Race, which lasts a whopping 48 hours, and truly is for only the bravest and strongest “warriors”. After looking at some clips, I can honestly say I don’t think I’d even want to try it! So, back to this race. Given the mountainous terrain around here, they definitely found some nice hilly routes for the course to be laid out on. In fact, I would say that this even was definitely tailor-made for trail runners. The opening 8km or so was really awesome, pure trail running. Single track flagged trails that were barely visible. There were only a few obstacles in this section, which meant that the closing 3-4km was jam packed with muscle-burning obstacles made more challenging by the exhaustion that had begun to set in from a hard run in the heat!

For my part, my plan to stay with the front fellows worked out pretty well. I was not leading, but I kept my eye on the little group that split off from the front, and worked hard at staying with them. It didn’t take long to realize that these guys (and I’m not being sexist here, it was all guys in the front pack) were the real deal. The last Spartan I’d done I was in a later wave, and the people lined up at the front thought they were tough, but flamed out fast within the first 500m of tough hills and trails. On the other hand, this group was a well-oiled machine. We ran along in relative silence, each pushing the pace when we could, while still enjoying the scenery. It was hard to tell my exact placement, but it felt like around top 20 or so. Once the trails got really twisty and wooded, we started spreading a bit further apart. I passed a few people, and was passed by a couple as well, but generally speaking, everyone held their own here. I made some small talk with one of the fellows near me, as he was actually last years’ overall winner, and was responsible for actually designing and flagging the run course. I could tell he was quite focused on getting the run right, and I thanked him for the great job planning and marking it. I was glad it was a runner’s course.

As far as the obstacles are concerned, they were pretty much the same style as last year’s experience. The first was a wrist strength challenge where you had to wind up a weight on a rope hanging on a stick twice before running on. Then, it was a sandbag carry through a marked mini-course. Third up was a heavy deck block carry around a steep hilly marked mini-course. They were what I expected. The next one up though was pretty killer. It was a 400m (or so it seemed) barbed wire crawl. I truly seemed to last forever. I made good time and actually passed two racers here. Huzzah. But boy was it tiring. After that was a balance beam thing, that if you fell off, you had to do 20 burpees. I was a bit cocky, and fell off pretty quick. Oops. 20 burpess. Turns out these are a lot harder after you’ve been running super hard for a long time. I was also passed here by others who were more careful about the balance beam. The sun had also been getting progressively hotter, and I was feeling it now!

Lucky for me, the next obstacle involved running over barrels floating in the water and then jumping into chest-deep cool water to wade to the other side of this little pond. It was quite refreshing, and gave me a nice little energy boost, and mental boost. I hauled myself out the other side by the provided rope, and trotted off down the trail. By now the pacing was slowing a little, but I still felt pretty good. I mentally prepared myself for what I assumed would now be a long slew of obstacles to tackle before the finish line. I was not disappointed. Rope pulls, cargo nets, rope climb, rock scaling, walls tall and short, crawling tunnels, huge cargo nets, ramps small and long, rowing to nowhere, and finally the might Spartans to square off before crossing the finish line. At the rowing station, I got a good, but too short mental boost by the fact that Deanna was running this station. As I was to the front, I was the only one there, and a crowd of kids did an awesome job counting off my strokes. It made me smile as they cheered me on. Admittedly though, I was pretty focused, and didn’t pause for my traditional kiss with Deanna before running off. I was still trying to close gaps (which was fruitless unfortunately).

Oh yeah, I almost forgot my biggest whoopsie of the race. It was the damn javelin throw. The idea is to throw a spear at a dummy. If it STICKS, you get to run on. If you don’t stick it, 30 burpees!! In the last race, it was only 10, and you didn’t have to stick it, you merely had to hit it. Well, I hit, but didn’t stick. The other front runners were more successful. 30 burpees takes both a lot of time AND a lot of effort. I was a little annoyed at this, hence my focus when I finally got to Deanna’s station. In spite of the hard challenge and physical toll, I still managed to cross the line (well, flip over it in fact) with a giant smile on my face and energy to cheer on the other folks around me. It took several more days before I saw the results, but by scanning the final results, I landed 16th overall in the race, which I’ll take, cause I can honestly say those guys that finished ahead of me were definitely deserving of it. I may have gained a slot or 2 had I not done 50 burpees in total, but I definitely would NOT have won this race! That being said, I’d highly recommend this venue to those looking for a great challenge in a great location with awesome trail running. Although I didn’t race in Ottawa the week before, the notion of racing at a race track just doesn’t appeal to me.

Originally, Deanna was supposed to also race in a later heat, but due to standing in the hot sun unprotected for over 4 hours while yelling at participants how to do the rowing obstacle, she wisely opted to pass. This was a bit of a sore point for us, as no one came over to ever relieve her from the station, and she was all alone. I personally helped her for about an hour before finally finding someone in charge and telling them to get their act together so that we could leave.

Happily, after the race, we were able to join some other friends that were racing for a nice meal at the actual resort village of Mont Tremblant. Deanna had never been, so we also did a little bit of touring and wandering around. We poked around the shops, marvelled at the mountain, and eventually wound up at the Creperie for a delicious desert. Yum! We stayed there till sometime around 6:30 or so, before throwing our legs over the motorbikes again and heading back to our basecamp, where we enjoyed more good company, as well as a nice stroll around their country property, which is very rural and SO quiet! It was a nice way to cap off the day. The Super Spartan was the first race to kick off a 4 week run for me, and there are a couple doozies there, including the 100km Whiteface mountain bike race, and capped off with Epic Dartmouth, an iron-distance tri event! With that in mind, I’ll sign off so I can get more training / sleeping / eating / reviewing done! See ya later kids!

Video Review

Ripping it up at Raid Pulse

View from Top

Wow! Another scorching, sunny race day. This was the third race in 3 weeks of back to back racing, so I was rather surprised that my ‘luck’ with the weather held up for yet another event! Where was I this time? Well, not too far from home. About one hour north of Gatineau in a little wilderness area near Denholm. And boy was it gorgeous out there! Definitely a spot I’d keep my eyes open for a little plot of land for a cabin/cottage. I was up there for the 5-8 hour Raid Pulse adventure race, a perennial favourite of mine that I’d once again be covering for Get Out There. As it stood, I was supposed to race this one solo, but two days before the event, I got a call from a friend of mine who was looking for a navigator / team-mate. I saw no reason to decline, so in a last minute twist, I was thrown onto a team. Would be fun to be put into that category and see how we did. Of course, I managed to snap some pics as well as get my video review done while on the race, but read on for a few more insights as to how the race went for us.

Pictures from Race


As mentioned, the day was bright and sunny, and since it was so close to home, I drove up the morning of the race. Of course, that meant being up at 5am, but the benefit and cost savings of sleeping in my own bed outweighed the early morning drive. My team-mate J-R was already on site, as he’d driven down the night before. We breezed through registration, and before we knew it, I was plotting the maps and we were getting through race briefing. There were a lot of familiar faces, and I could tell the competition would be stiff this day. All adds to the fun though, right? The course itself was no great surprise. Started with a long challenging bike, leading to an orienteeering-style trekking section, biking back to the water for the paddling section, which included an advanced section for those that made the time cutoffs. There was no doubt we’d be pushing to get that part done in this race. We were warned of the challenge of the opening bike leg, and that teams less comfortable on bikes and in trails would find it very tough. Given that J-R and I had both done the 7-day BC Bike race in the past, and had lots of experience, we weren’t too concerned.

Race Stats


We lined up on the dusty road with all the other competitors and awaited the start signal. We set ourselves up at the front, and when the flag dropped, we tore out of there with the leaders. We quickly got dust-blind and choked on dirt from all the racers. Luckily, we were soon in the woods speeding along the faint trails. Our pace was high, and I could already feel the strain. I should mention that J-R is a spinning instructor, and teaches 3+ times a week. He’s also about 6.5 feet tall. I was at a clear disadvantage here. I let him know that I knew what pace I could sustain, and had to dial him back a tad. Luckily, he’s experienced enough to take it in stride, and helped by pushing me a few times on some hills to keep the momentum up. We were in a comfortable position, somewhere in the top 3-5 teams, trading off with a couple other teams. We held on to that spot as best we could throughout the bike section. The heat was also starting to be a factor, as with the humidex it was well over 30. I feared that either he or I would crack later. Stay tuned for that…

Coming off the bikes at the transition, we could see we were still in good shape, as there weren’t too many bikes in the transition zone yet. We changed our shoes quickly and took off at a gentle trot into the trails. We had planned out our attack on the 5 CPs by making a few assumptions on the best way to bushwhack vs follow trails, hoping we had the most efficient routing. Our navs were very solid, and we found the checkpoints with very little difficulty. We crossed a few teams in the woods, heading various ways, but that’s never a cause for concern when you’re doing an o-style trek, as you can pick off the CPs in any order. At about 3/4s of the way through our trek, after having come out of the trickiest bushwhack section, we came out with one of the teams we were fighting hard with.

Kinetic had chosen a slightly different route, and although they’d generally be faster than us, our solid navigation put us neck and neck with them (so we thought). Sadly, not long after linking with them and jogging a trail together, I got afflicted with my traditional super-cramps in my hamstrings. DAMN! So much for a fight to the finish. We watched helplessly as they kept jogging along. We followed as best we could, but about a kilometer later, I really didn’t like the features I was seeing. Water on left made no sense, as we were supposed to be on a trail heading to CP5. I confirmed our mistake on the next bend, and we had to double back, and chose to bushwhack to grab it. We couldn’t believe they’d already gotten it and had headed out. They must have been a LOT faster than we thought. Luckily we saw no other teams, so the mistake hopefully didn’t cost us too much.

We finished the trek, hopped back on the bikes, and pedaled towards the paddle. Later, in the distance, we saw another team heading back towards us. Odd. Wait a second, that was Kinetic! Turns out they had totally missed CP5, got all the way to the paddle before realizing it, and had to double back. And just like that, we jumped up 2 spots (they were racing as 2 teams of 2)! Buoyed by this good fortune, we put on the jets and tore off for the paddle. At the put-in, we were told we were still in the top grouping, and were doing well. We also had lots of time for the advanced section, so we wasted no time.

Luckily, in the paddle, my cramping was somewhat alleviated, and there was no way either of us could be faster than the other as we were in the same boat :-). The paddle was pretty straightforward for navigating, and I hit every landmark dead on, which meant we didn’t waste any time. To do the advanced, we had to do a murderous portage up and over a very steep (but thankfully shortish) hill to reach another lake. That was a challenge, as there was no portage trail, and manhandling a big canoe is tough (they tend not to bend easily around trees). We cursed loudly and often, but put in on the other side in a fairly efficient manner. We grabbed the first advanced CP, and bee-lined for the next.

That was when we realized we were suddenly being shadowed by another male duo team. We kept the pressure on through the next CP, as well as another portage, and another 2 CPs. However, the eventually overtook us very slowly, and steadily starting putting distance on us. We had hoped to try to stay close and beat them on a foot race, but at the far end of the paddle, we knew it was a short 500m run up stairs to the finish line, so it looked doubtful. Our last chance was when they took a slightly longer route on one side of an island, and we hoped we’d pop out closer. No dice. We knew the game was up. We watched them pull out of the water, and slowly start making their way up the stairs. They were fully aware there was no need to run unless we got closer. It was a bit maddening, but the battle had been well fought, so I’ll take nothing from their victory over us :-).

In spite of all that, we still managed a nice little finish run, and were greeted with high fives from the co-director Annick who was there to record times. Best part of the finish? FREE BEER at the finish! I don’t think I’ve ever been in an adventure race that supplies beers at the finish. We treated ourselves to one, and milled about with other racers reflecting on the great day of racing. When all the results were tallied a few days later, we found out that we ended up 6th in our category, and a respectable 9th overall in a deep and talented field. Given our slight errors and my cramping, I’m pretty happy with that result. The race concluded, as always, with a great meal, and a chance to swap stories with all the other racers, as well as a lot of draw prizes and recognition of all the winners. At one point, there were calling us up as the 2nd place co-ed team, which we had to decline (J-R had originally been registered as duo-mixed!). Everyone got a pretty good laugh out of that.

With the Raid Pulse race out of the way, and 3 hard races back to back, I was taking the next 2 weekends “off”. Meaning I was going to build a shed, build raised beds, create a foundation for, and install a hot tub, etc. etc. But that’s just my life. I don’t like standing still. Hope you are all staying active and busy as well, especially now that the good weather is truly upon us! Next up will be the Super Spartan race in Mont Tremblant, where I’m hoping for a good result! See you all then.

Video Review