100 Triathlons
Go to the early blogs to read how I got into triathlons. Click on any picture to enlarge it. "It is not the critic who counts, not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood...who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly." Theodore Roosevelt 1910

Sunday, October 19, 2025

# 215 Great Floridian Triathlon in Clermont

Today was my 215th triathlon, the Great Floridian Sprint in Clermont, Florida. I’ve always called this the dark race, because the swim start is right at dawn. With no wind at the start, the water was flat, disturbed only by the people ahead of me. The clear skies brought a light breeze on the bike ride around the lake and into the town’s hills, averaging 16.8 mph (27.1 on a downhill). My run was a bit faster than previous, with 11:11 mile splits. Finishing up a minute faster than September at 1:20:41 brought me Second Place, so I was quite happy. Met Bill Black (and his new hip) helping out in transition and he hopes to be fully recovered in the new year.
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