Slowman wrote:
i'm going to be bringing a collection of basically new wetsuits (everything i've reviewed this year), several thousand dollars of wetsuits, and everyone in my AG who beats me gets to pick the one he wants. hopefully it's his size.
heck, if you're in any AG 50-or-over and you beat me you can have your choice. if 4 guys beat me, 4 guys get wetsuits, until the wetsuit inventory is exhausted. and i didn't pee in any of them. if you beat me i hope you're my size.
Unless those wetsuits come with USAT points that exceed Penticton, your chances of H2ODave stepping up to destroy Mr. (ST)**2, is asymptotically converging toward zero. But I used asymptotic convergence just to leave H20Dave an opening to go whip everyone's butt and brag about how bad you guys run for the next year. Come on Dave, that alone has to be worth the sacrifice of the USAT points. Contador is retiring soon, so we won't have anything to talk about around here unless this smackdown materializes.
Oh, and last time H20Dave was going to school me on proper running, I flew all the way across the continent and then drove on Saturday morning 5 hours San Jose to Tahoe to race him at IM Lake Tahoe (forget about the swim+bike, he was going to smack me on the run only) but then he had a family issue. Another time, I did the same and made it all the way across for Wildflower cross continent and then 4 hours of driving and then he chickened out of the half IM and my run was so slow he could have moon walked the entire run and beat my time. Now, I am out of commission for running, but hoping for next year to join all you guys in an actual triathlon. Right now my triathlon are swim-swim-swim, but I am covering more mileage in the pool than the average runner does running, so I'm counting it as "mileage" vs "yardage".
Is there going to be a front page article on this smackdown....smackdowns have always been an integral part of the sport. It was better in the old days when there were not that many races and all the big guns raced often head to head (minus Dave Scott, all cooped up in Davis staring at his stem like Chris Froome, long before Froome even existed)