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IM China through my eyes!

7am knee deep swim start.

Age groupers have wet suits.

No wetsuits for the pros.

First buoy is chaos, can’t see properly because of sun in my eyes.

Water is murky, can’t even see my hands.

Hit the buoy with my left hand and realize it’s made of very hard material.

Zig zag to next buoy, get caught in steel rope.

Hope I didn’t tear my brand new blue 70 speed suite.

Swim down river very fast.

Turn towards shore, zig zag more.

Lead swimmers stop to ask directions.

Age groupers with wetsuit start to fade.

Swim upstream.

Round final buoy.

Run out of water, cut feet.

300 meters later start over.

T1

Run to my bike anaerobically.

Hi oh silver my new Cervelo P3 and there’s a head wind.

Head down, ass up and turning my legs.

Make full use of the open road.

Go through caution section.

Embark on the newly paved highway.

Nobody on the road for kilometers.

Wish I had a disk.

First aid station.

Don’t leave the drinks out in the sun to long!

Some blank moments.

It’s getting hot.

Turn in into hilly old school village.

Happy I don’t have a disk.

Go through rice fields.

Look around and feel like im in the year 1700.

Legs hurt.

Its getting hotter.

Downhill and then tail wind.

Wish I had a disk!

Blank moments.

Caution zone.

Half way into the bike.

Hi Tereza.

Bye Tereza.

Head wind and down into aerobars.

Cramps, hunger and thirst.

Hi Zack and number 101.

Let’s ride.

Sometime later, get dropped.

Realize I should have worn socks for 180km ride.

Bluuuuuuur.

Hi Manny! How are you?

Blah blah blah.

T2, hit he hot hot tarmac and burn my bare feet while giving my bike away.

See athletes in the change tent who are debating going out into the run.

Its feels cooler in the change tent.

Start run.

Cross the athletes who are in front of me.

“They look like shit, I can catch up”

My avia bolts are already soaked with sweat, water and Gatorade.

Eat bananas.

Run some more, down the empty road.

Puke bananas.

Feel some blisters coming.

Cross again with my opponents.

“They look even more like shit, I can catch them!”

Where’s this damn turn around?

Lots a Chinese people.

Cramps.

Walk, walk, and walk.

Hi Donna!

Bye Donna!

Walk, walk, and walk.

See race leader walking.

Pass in front of transition.

Wonder where my training mates are.

Once again cross my competitors.

“They look even worst, it’s not over”

Still believing in the payday!

Shuffle, shuffle, shuffle.

WALK!

Hi Wongstar!

Bye Wongstar.

Almost there!

Shuffle some more.

YOU ARE AN IRONMAN!

But no payday.

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