Damn… and here I was thinking I was MOP (well… BOMOP) with a sub 6 1/2IM. Given that the winners finished in 4 and change and the last person across was just shy of 8:30, I think I get to call myself MOP.
I didn’t do the race this year but I shared an apartment with a few guys who did. For one of them, it was his first triathlon. He finished, a gibbering wreck in 12:20ish, and things can only get better for him now. The other turned up not knowing what Bento Boxes were for, and finished in 11:00ish. I’m happy to have shared space with two such talented bastards.