I went for a bike ride with Ben Fertic, the president of the WTC today - we biked to Waikaloa and back. On the way out, we were hitting top speeds well north of 40mph--we had quite a tailwind. The trip back to town was, um, challenging.
On the way out of town, we stopped by the Ironman Wherehouse - I was amazed at the amount of stuff. Floor to ceiling - tables, water, coolers, soda. Ben reminded me that there are no highways to Hawaii - everything has to be shipped in.
The aid station tables.
Hydration.
Ford.
The transition area before it is the transition area.
Ben gets ready for the opportunity to pass one of Kona's characters.
Ben Fertic, here on the left, is the skilled executive who sits on top of the Ironempire. They now have 64 races worldwide, and counting. Ben competed in the Cancun half this past year at a blistering pace.~
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