I gotta add to this. For all those who felt the worst of the downpour on the run, imagine turning northbound into the wind and fiercest rain close to the finish of the bike, and seeing the sign that said “caution - extreme downhill.” While this was probably the most fun downhill of the course earlier in the day, my inability to brake in a river of water, hitting 40+ mph, and a thousand nails getting pounded into my face as I kept getting faster and faster, making it nearly impossible to see, made this quite the “experience.” Yet somehow I came out of this race with it being the most fun I have ever had in a triathlon. Sometimes for it to be that awesome, it really has to SUCK! Truly EPIC! Does that make me a masochist?