

3rd Place, 24 hours of Summer Solstice. Great race and great competition.
On our way home with a little run on the beach. Well, a run for Angela and Pavlov. Both of them were my awesome support crew.

One month later, it was time to tackle another 24 hour race. This time we were in WI for Wausau 24 at Nine Mile Forest.
A little break in the action for me, but now it was time for Angela to do her thing. Chicago Olympic Triatlon. She had fun, and did an amazing job. I was a nervous wreck watching the bike portion. Biking on a highway, coned off from traffic and potholes everywhere; not a good scenario.
She finished and did a great good in overcoming the heat. It was like 103 degrees on the pavement that day.
Time for the last event on the year. 24 hours of Seven Oaks.
In October, Angela and I moved into our first new home.

And yes, in February, I turned 30.