Rev3 Quassy - DNF

Not-long-story-short:

After a strong swim in a perfect lake, I got a flat at mile 5 of the bike. The flat came about 30 seconds after a screaming 40+ mph downhill, and I knew the course had more to come. After already crashing my bike once last week, I pulled over, removed my helmet and called it a day - I have nothing to prove. During the first few miles of the bike, it was clear my body wasn't recovered from the crash, as well as perhaps mentally with how easy a decision it was to drop out.

I hitched a ride back to transition with a friendly motorist who asked if I was OK [which didn't even cross my mind as a poor decision until after I had been in the car for 5 minutes...]

With my new friend Ron driving me back to transition.

Full disclosure: I was riding tubulars and didn't have a spare. I rode with a spare in all three 70.3 races I did last year, but in an OLY, even if it isn't my A race, I am racing. 'tis a chance you take.

Sometimes it's just not your day. Or your week. Moving on...