OK, so I survived. That half Ironman I mentioned a few posts ago, the one I thought might kill me. Yah, well it didn’t kill me after all.

Wildflower 2005 has come and gone and ‘twas another great weekend of stellar people, sun, camping and of course the obligatory swimming, biking, running…sweating, drooling and dizziness. I find anytime those 6 things occur in the same day, you’ve really got something.

Arrived plenty early on Friday and found the ‘least slanty’ spot I could find

Amidst general ‘doings’ in the city this weekend, I attended a sponsor party (airing party) at Hard Rock Cafe SF, for the Maverick’s surf contest we sponsored back in March. Nice to see that thing get big time air, on NBC Sports. Clif got a couple nice logo shots (thanks Zach! Zach Wormhoudt is one of our athletes and took 4^th overall – Rock On!) and the comp looked great. We were out on a boat in the line-up on the day of, watching the cresting 40’ pounders up close. Absolutely amazing

I’m dead.

Actually, I’m stupid first, then dead, I think. Yes, that’s it – currently stupid, soon to be dead. I’m 1.5 weeks away from attempting my first half Iron at Wildflower and I’m a scant 2 months under trained. Whoops.

Blame the calendar, work, any of the classics – but they’re likely not to stick. Just a good old case of bad prioritization. Aaagain.

This is par for the course though. I’ve got a list of events I’ve under trained for but survived - Olympic tris, a