Tonight, on our way back to the hotel after a pasta dinner, George said, "Here we are on the eve of another Ironman.... What the HELL was I thinking!?!?"
I hear this every year.
This afternoon, George took his bike and transition bags to Minona Terrace in preparation for tomorrow. His bike is racked under the bridge over the parking lot.
In the end, there will be over 2,400 bikes racked and ready to roll. At an average of at least $3,000 each, the parking lot will hold over $7 million in bikes.
I'm not going to think about that. It hurts my brain.
Inside the convention center are two rooms full of transition bags...one room for the swim-to-bike transition, one room for the bike-to-run transition. The only difference is the color of the bags.