Ironman Louisville Race Report by: Brad Kehm
A short disclaimer, there are a few questionable word choices in this race report, but I do my best to let our athletes express themselves and their feelings during a race. Therefore, I felt by changing the race report, I would be taking away from Brad's report. Enjoy reading about his first Ironman experience everyone.
A great coach let's you think the impossible and then trains you to make what seemed impossible a reality. They help you overcome fears and anxiety and don't let those fears back you down from a dream. Joella Baker is the best coach I have ever had. Yes, I said it...and I have played on world champion baseball teams as a youngster and championship football teams as a young adult. But as I sit here typing this at 40 years old, I haven't had a coach that enabled me to dig really deep, to look at obstacles straight in the eye and say, "I own this today."
A great team brings you up when you are down. Teammates help you keep moving when you want to go to side of the road and say," no more, I have had enough." Our team, Get Fit Families, is a great team. I received so many messages of encouragement before I jumped in the water Sunday. And, to have Jillian and Jeremiah there with Joella was flat out amazing. Every one of you was in my mind all day Sunday. I had a lot to think about, that's for sure! I hope you enjoy this race report and don't let any fears get in your way. I know some of you may have your first sprint triathlon in mind or first half ironman. Trust in Joella...look at me, I am built like a football player. She knows what she is doing to get me where I am today! Utilize your teammates and know that they will get you where you need to be even during the toughest training days. They will give you the courage to leave your fears behind on the road and make your dream a reality. Nike's first endorsed professional athlete, Steve Prefontaine, has a famous quote, " To give anything less than your best, is to sacrifice the gift." Live by that quote. Life is short and don't ever look back and have any regrets athletically or personally. JUST DO IT!
I have been traveling my butt off with work the last three weeks. I had to be in Cincinnati last week, which worked out perfectly. I had meetings through Wednesday with one of our key tennis accounts, Midwest Sports, and on Wednesday night the owner, Greg Wolf, bought our Nike team the best steak dinner I have ever had at a place called Tony's in North Cincinnati. Look it up, I highly recommend it. It kicked off a great weekend! On Thursday, I woke up had a big breakfast on the coach's orders, and got in the car and drove to Louisville. My buddy going to the race with me from Pittsburgh, Scott Regula, who some of you have met, and I decided to stay at the race HQ hotel, Galt House. I arrived around Noon. Was able to get everything situated in the room, and then I decided to go downstairs and check out the atmosphere. It was amazing. I have never competed in an Ironman race, 70.3 or full, and it was really cool to see all of the elite athletes mingling around and to see all of the merchandise, which I loaded up on, to give me some extra motivation to finish . Then I went in and picked up all of my race stuff...wow, Joella told me you had to have a plan and she was right. Morning clothes bag, Run gear bag, Run Special needs bag, Bike Gear bag, Bike Special needs, the race packet itself was a little intimidating. I left to head back to the room to do some work and decided to get a massage for a half hour. I always get a nervous before an important athletic event and this was no different. I felt loose and relaxed after and it was the right move. As soon as I got up from the table and heard," what's up mate in a South African accent? You're another big guy, is this your first Ironman?" I said, "Yes" and then saw this huge guy. You know I am not small. He was 6'7" and 300lbs. He said, "I'm Regan Atkins and this is my second Ironman. If I can do it mate, you sure as hell can do this." We talked and grabbed some dinner and exchanged numbers for the next day. Needless to say, I felt much better about my chances on Sunday of finishing. I then went out for a 45 minute ride on River Road and followed that up with a 15 minute run.
Regan has a thick South African accent. Says the F work as part of his general vocabulary and is just a ton of fun to be around. So, I called Regan in the morning after breakfast and we agreed to drive the bike course and stock up on some necessities for race day. We drove the course in my car and we were seeing a lot of people riding the course. Regan looks over, " I may be fu$5ing crazy, but the last thing I am doing on a Friday afternoon before an Ironman in riding 50 miles," He rolls his window down because he says we need to "acclimate" to the heat and proceeds to tell a few riders they are idiots and they'll get enough of the course on Sunday. At this point, I am full of water from trying to hydrate and about to pee in the car I am laughing so hard. Then he starts to laugh and it sounds like Shrek is in the car with me. Good times for sure. We hit a bike shop to stock up on some CO2 cartridges and then VO2 Multisport a local tri shop to pick up my Infinit for the race and Regan bought some CEP compression socks. Regula rolls in at 4:30. Registration cut off is 5PM, yeah typical Scott-Cullen you know what I am talking about, so we had to rush to get him registered. I hate rushing around last minute and that plus the race getting closer, I started to shut down a bit and become quiet-typical for me, not my normal self and started to question everything. I called Joella, she immediately knew I was stressing, and tried to calm me down. Not happening today and before we hung up she told me to get my a^5 to the swim clinic Saturday morning and that she would be in Louisville by 5PM with Jillian and Jeremiah. That made me happy! We head over to the mandatory athlete meeting and dinner after my talk with coach. Meeting was very informative, but the dinner line is a mile long so we head to the finish line area on 4th Street Live and our table was right at the finish line. Regan joined us late and made us laugh again for a good hour. Food sucked, service OK, and I left with one extremely nervous stomach. I skyped Heidi and the kids when I got back to the room. They were happy to see Dad and were very positive with words of encouragement.
I slept very well Thursday and Friday night. Woke up Saturday and Scott is farting around, wants to get breakfast and skip the clinic and ONLY do the practice swim. He tells me to quit stressing, but I want to make sure that my head is right and everything is organized. I say, "sorry dude, I will meet you down there." Swim clinic turned into a triathlon clinic. I picked up great advice and felt much better after I left to jump in the water. Carmichael Training Systems put on the clinic and if you ever do an IM race, I highly recommend attending. The clinic wasn't rocket science, it was just nice to hear things reiterated that you think are the right thing to do on race day. I then put my X Terra speed suit on and took a swim in the Ohio. The water temp was 84 degrees so no wetsuits allowed. Really? I have never swam more than a mile without a wetsuit. Even more reason to freak out! I got out, felt really good though, and said to myself," I can do anything for an hour and half with this fitness level." I start walking to get my stuff by the swim exit and guess who I see? Yep, you guessed it. The giant South African. Regan says, " Hey mate, I just tweeted that I took a piss in the Ohio this morning. It felt great. Did you get up close and personal with the Ohio this morning, ha ha ha?" That would be a NO Regan! We took some pictures with Scott and decided to grab some breakfast at the hotel. I called Joella, the team was on track to get there and we agreed to meet up for dinner at the Galt House around 5PM. After breakfast, we decided to check out transition, drop our gear and special needs bags off and check the bikes in. It's now 4PM, Team GFF is in the house and I get a call from Joella to meet me in the expo. I was SO happy to see the team. Jillian knew I was nervous and gave me a shoulder massage, I got a high five from Jeremiah, and then Joella hands me an Ironman hat and finisher sticker and says," Now you have to finish!" We agreed we could use an early dinner and Regan mentioned an awesome buffet in his hotel at the Marriott. So, Scott, Jillian, Jeremiah, Joella, and me headed over to Regan's hotel.
We get to the Marriott and there is a wait...We realize there is a spot open for 6 of us in the bar, couch and table, and the waitress lets us eat there. Very relaxing and I am starting to feel better. We talked about race planning a bit for the morning and had a great conversation. Regan's now back in story telling mode and he tells us about an open water swim in Mozambique that he did where there was a bull shark attack 300 feet away from him. He says, " mate I was swimming with my head down and I see this person in front of me going f%^ crazy. I lift my head out of the water, look up and everyone is yelling shark attack. So, I run like hell to get out of the water!" OK, normally this would not be funny, but Joella, Jeremiah, and Jillian are my witnesses. This guy is flat out hilarious. And the night before my first Ironman his stories were becoming therapy. The good news is the kid that was attacked lived. I was hoping I would live to let everyone know my IM story the next day. Meanwhile, Regula who has trained at zero effort is not worried at all, which I don't understand at all. Team GFF walked Scott and me back to the hotel and it was time for the calm before the storm.
I got zero sleep. I was wide awake at 3AM. I almost called Heidi in OR to talk to her and it turns out I could have because she was a nervous wreck too. Scott and I shower up, separately of course; just checkin'! You never know how you ladies think out there...get down for breakfast right in time before the line gets really long. We down oatmeal, bagels, and coffee, and go grab the rest of our stuff and head to transition. We said we would meet Joella at 5:15, Scott and I got there a little late, Regan was ahead of us, pumped his tires up and headed for the swim start. We finally find Joella, Jillian, and Jeremiah. They had payday bars for me on the bike and a PB and J bagel for my special needs bike bag. All great stuff. Pumped up the tires and headed out. We walked with the crew the entire time. It's a long walk to the start. Lots to think about. I don't think I said a whole lot, but Jillian and Jeremiah calmed both me and Scott down. Once we got to the swim start, Joella stretched us out. My new little sister, Jillian, talked me off the ledge a few times and kept me sane. Jeremiah said some funny shit and every time I look at him I think of Vince Vaughn so I am in a better spot. Same with Scott. I hit the porta john one last time and instead of starting at the end of the line, Joella and Jillian say, " just act like you had a spot in line. You're a big dude and nobody will say anything." Check that. Then Regula comes us with a siren voice," How did you get this spot in the line? Shut up, dude, and roll with it." We kept our spot. Pros shot gun goes off and it's go time for us. The line moved fast and apparently I got zero style points from Jeremiah on the swim entry. I pretty much fell in. Regula looked better with a dive. I felt great and got into a rhythm. 1:17 felt like two days in the water. When I got out I was very happy. I was in the zone, ready to hop off the bike. I looked right at the GFF team on the swim exit, but was so focused I didn't see them. I think they wanted to punch me! :o)
8 minute bike transition and I am on my way. Nothing crazy to report on the bike, I kept to plan around 18 MPH so that I didn't bonk. Bike split was 6:37. Like Joella said, the last 20 miles would feel like a LONG way. At mile 105 I wanted to get off the bike and start running. I never hated my bike so much except for between those mile markers. What I didn't prepare for were my hands went numb and it would cause me problems later on in the day. This happened because I have huge hands and my bars were not double wrapped. If you need this addressed please do so, you'll find out why in a moment! The bike was awesome and I enjoyed it...one thing I did though is race the same as I trained. Everything from food to drink. It paid off!
Into run transition, hands are numb, I get changed around and realize I have no strength to put on my shoes and socks. I can't feel my hands. It took a volunteer 10 minutes to get me set up. My transition was 15 minutes. Way too long, but there was a reason why. Everyone told me this week that, "the IM race doesn't begin until the run." This is so true. I unfortunately didn't get a chance with the move and travel schedule to get all my run workouts in. Joella and I knew this might be a problem, but she knew I was strong enough to finish, even if I had trouble. If you are training for an IM, don't screw around with your run schedule. PLEASE listen...here is why. I ran the first 7 miles or as long as I could on coach's orders. Heart rate was right at 150 the entire time. 11 minute miles. All of a sudden, HR goes to 190. And it stays there. Weird. So I walk, HR comes down. I am feeling better, I begin to run again, HR pops back up to 190. I see Joella at the turn around. Remember my last race report when I said sometimes you can't plan the unexpected? Well, here it is again. Team GFF sees I am hurting at 14 and they all say," BK, don't worry, you will become an Ironman today." Joella runs beside me and reiterates again to do whatever it takes to cross the line. Keep your heart rate under control, walk when you need to, just keep moving forward. Check...
There is a reason it is a big deal to call yourself an Ironman. People, the last 12 miles of the race was the hardest thing mentally I have ever experienced in my life. Joella even said if you can make it with 12 to go you can finish. It's like life, you have miles when you are up, and miles when you are down. The last time I saw the team on the course they said," Keep moving forward." Great quote for life and racing. It's so true. I stayed tough and kept moving. By now I am running in the dark, you can't see mile markers well. But, I c an start to see the police lights and 4th Street Live spot lights. I mile to go. I see 25...I start to get pumped. I have a new found energy source. When I turn the corner to 4th Street the crowd is going wild. This has been my dream. I take it in and high five every kid and family that is willing to high five me back. I cross the line in 14:40. Joella is there at the end of the race and I start crying. Announcer says", Bradley Kehm, you are an Ironman."
This is the best day of my life. Best athletic accomplishment I have ever had PERIOD! Best support crew I have ever had. Jillian and Jeremiah I am so thankful you were there for me. Joella, you kick major butt as a coach.
Get Fit Families is just that! A family. I don't care if I live in Oregon, you all are my friends and family. I hope I can be an inspiration for you all. I also look forward to being the race support for Joella and Jason at Worlds. Jeremiah and Chris and the rest of our team, kill it in Sandusky. Believe in yourself, your coach has you prepared. This has been one crazy year. New job, move my family across the country, and was still able to hit all of my goals so far and finish my first Ironman.
Thanks to you all for being there for me this last year and I look forward to seeing you on the race course. I will be back home soon. Next task for me, I am going to become a runner.
A great team brings you up when you are down. Teammates help you keep moving when you want to go to side of the road and say," no more, I have had enough." Our team, Get Fit Families, is a great team. I received so many messages of encouragement before I jumped in the water Sunday. And, to have Jillian and Jeremiah there with Joella was flat out amazing. Every one of you was in my mind all day Sunday. I had a lot to think about, that's for sure! I hope you enjoy this race report and don't let any fears get in your way. I know some of you may have your first sprint triathlon in mind or first half ironman. Trust in Joella...look at me, I am built like a football player. She knows what she is doing to get me where I am today! Utilize your teammates and know that they will get you where you need to be even during the toughest training days. They will give you the courage to leave your fears behind on the road and make your dream a reality. Nike's first endorsed professional athlete, Steve Prefontaine, has a famous quote, " To give anything less than your best, is to sacrifice the gift." Live by that quote. Life is short and don't ever look back and have any regrets athletically or personally. JUST DO IT!
I have been traveling my butt off with work the last three weeks. I had to be in Cincinnati last week, which worked out perfectly. I had meetings through Wednesday with one of our key tennis accounts, Midwest Sports, and on Wednesday night the owner, Greg Wolf, bought our Nike team the best steak dinner I have ever had at a place called Tony's in North Cincinnati. Look it up, I highly recommend it. It kicked off a great weekend! On Thursday, I woke up had a big breakfast on the coach's orders, and got in the car and drove to Louisville. My buddy going to the race with me from Pittsburgh, Scott Regula, who some of you have met, and I decided to stay at the race HQ hotel, Galt House. I arrived around Noon. Was able to get everything situated in the room, and then I decided to go downstairs and check out the atmosphere. It was amazing. I have never competed in an Ironman race, 70.3 or full, and it was really cool to see all of the elite athletes mingling around and to see all of the merchandise, which I loaded up on, to give me some extra motivation to finish . Then I went in and picked up all of my race stuff...wow, Joella told me you had to have a plan and she was right. Morning clothes bag, Run gear bag, Run Special needs bag, Bike Gear bag, Bike Special needs, the race packet itself was a little intimidating. I left to head back to the room to do some work and decided to get a massage for a half hour. I always get a nervous before an important athletic event and this was no different. I felt loose and relaxed after and it was the right move. As soon as I got up from the table and heard," what's up mate in a South African accent? You're another big guy, is this your first Ironman?" I said, "Yes" and then saw this huge guy. You know I am not small. He was 6'7" and 300lbs. He said, "I'm Regan Atkins and this is my second Ironman. If I can do it mate, you sure as hell can do this." We talked and grabbed some dinner and exchanged numbers for the next day. Needless to say, I felt much better about my chances on Sunday of finishing. I then went out for a 45 minute ride on River Road and followed that up with a 15 minute run.
Regan has a thick South African accent. Says the F work as part of his general vocabulary and is just a ton of fun to be around. So, I called Regan in the morning after breakfast and we agreed to drive the bike course and stock up on some necessities for race day. We drove the course in my car and we were seeing a lot of people riding the course. Regan looks over, " I may be fu$5ing crazy, but the last thing I am doing on a Friday afternoon before an Ironman in riding 50 miles," He rolls his window down because he says we need to "acclimate" to the heat and proceeds to tell a few riders they are idiots and they'll get enough of the course on Sunday. At this point, I am full of water from trying to hydrate and about to pee in the car I am laughing so hard. Then he starts to laugh and it sounds like Shrek is in the car with me. Good times for sure. We hit a bike shop to stock up on some CO2 cartridges and then VO2 Multisport a local tri shop to pick up my Infinit for the race and Regan bought some CEP compression socks. Regula rolls in at 4:30. Registration cut off is 5PM, yeah typical Scott-Cullen you know what I am talking about, so we had to rush to get him registered. I hate rushing around last minute and that plus the race getting closer, I started to shut down a bit and become quiet-typical for me, not my normal self and started to question everything. I called Joella, she immediately knew I was stressing, and tried to calm me down. Not happening today and before we hung up she told me to get my a^5 to the swim clinic Saturday morning and that she would be in Louisville by 5PM with Jillian and Jeremiah. That made me happy! We head over to the mandatory athlete meeting and dinner after my talk with coach. Meeting was very informative, but the dinner line is a mile long so we head to the finish line area on 4th Street Live and our table was right at the finish line. Regan joined us late and made us laugh again for a good hour. Food sucked, service OK, and I left with one extremely nervous stomach. I skyped Heidi and the kids when I got back to the room. They were happy to see Dad and were very positive with words of encouragement.
I slept very well Thursday and Friday night. Woke up Saturday and Scott is farting around, wants to get breakfast and skip the clinic and ONLY do the practice swim. He tells me to quit stressing, but I want to make sure that my head is right and everything is organized. I say, "sorry dude, I will meet you down there." Swim clinic turned into a triathlon clinic. I picked up great advice and felt much better after I left to jump in the water. Carmichael Training Systems put on the clinic and if you ever do an IM race, I highly recommend attending. The clinic wasn't rocket science, it was just nice to hear things reiterated that you think are the right thing to do on race day. I then put my X Terra speed suit on and took a swim in the Ohio. The water temp was 84 degrees so no wetsuits allowed. Really? I have never swam more than a mile without a wetsuit. Even more reason to freak out! I got out, felt really good though, and said to myself," I can do anything for an hour and half with this fitness level." I start walking to get my stuff by the swim exit and guess who I see? Yep, you guessed it. The giant South African. Regan says, " Hey mate, I just tweeted that I took a piss in the Ohio this morning. It felt great. Did you get up close and personal with the Ohio this morning, ha ha ha?" That would be a NO Regan! We took some pictures with Scott and decided to grab some breakfast at the hotel. I called Joella, the team was on track to get there and we agreed to meet up for dinner at the Galt House around 5PM. After breakfast, we decided to check out transition, drop our gear and special needs bags off and check the bikes in. It's now 4PM, Team GFF is in the house and I get a call from Joella to meet me in the expo. I was SO happy to see the team. Jillian knew I was nervous and gave me a shoulder massage, I got a high five from Jeremiah, and then Joella hands me an Ironman hat and finisher sticker and says," Now you have to finish!" We agreed we could use an early dinner and Regan mentioned an awesome buffet in his hotel at the Marriott. So, Scott, Jillian, Jeremiah, Joella, and me headed over to Regan's hotel.
We get to the Marriott and there is a wait...We realize there is a spot open for 6 of us in the bar, couch and table, and the waitress lets us eat there. Very relaxing and I am starting to feel better. We talked about race planning a bit for the morning and had a great conversation. Regan's now back in story telling mode and he tells us about an open water swim in Mozambique that he did where there was a bull shark attack 300 feet away from him. He says, " mate I was swimming with my head down and I see this person in front of me going f%^ crazy. I lift my head out of the water, look up and everyone is yelling shark attack. So, I run like hell to get out of the water!" OK, normally this would not be funny, but Joella, Jeremiah, and Jillian are my witnesses. This guy is flat out hilarious. And the night before my first Ironman his stories were becoming therapy. The good news is the kid that was attacked lived. I was hoping I would live to let everyone know my IM story the next day. Meanwhile, Regula who has trained at zero effort is not worried at all, which I don't understand at all. Team GFF walked Scott and me back to the hotel and it was time for the calm before the storm.
I got zero sleep. I was wide awake at 3AM. I almost called Heidi in OR to talk to her and it turns out I could have because she was a nervous wreck too. Scott and I shower up, separately of course; just checkin'! You never know how you ladies think out there...get down for breakfast right in time before the line gets really long. We down oatmeal, bagels, and coffee, and go grab the rest of our stuff and head to transition. We said we would meet Joella at 5:15, Scott and I got there a little late, Regan was ahead of us, pumped his tires up and headed for the swim start. We finally find Joella, Jillian, and Jeremiah. They had payday bars for me on the bike and a PB and J bagel for my special needs bike bag. All great stuff. Pumped up the tires and headed out. We walked with the crew the entire time. It's a long walk to the start. Lots to think about. I don't think I said a whole lot, but Jillian and Jeremiah calmed both me and Scott down. Once we got to the swim start, Joella stretched us out. My new little sister, Jillian, talked me off the ledge a few times and kept me sane. Jeremiah said some funny shit and every time I look at him I think of Vince Vaughn so I am in a better spot. Same with Scott. I hit the porta john one last time and instead of starting at the end of the line, Joella and Jillian say, " just act like you had a spot in line. You're a big dude and nobody will say anything." Check that. Then Regula comes us with a siren voice," How did you get this spot in the line? Shut up, dude, and roll with it." We kept our spot. Pros shot gun goes off and it's go time for us. The line moved fast and apparently I got zero style points from Jeremiah on the swim entry. I pretty much fell in. Regula looked better with a dive. I felt great and got into a rhythm. 1:17 felt like two days in the water. When I got out I was very happy. I was in the zone, ready to hop off the bike. I looked right at the GFF team on the swim exit, but was so focused I didn't see them. I think they wanted to punch me! :o)
8 minute bike transition and I am on my way. Nothing crazy to report on the bike, I kept to plan around 18 MPH so that I didn't bonk. Bike split was 6:37. Like Joella said, the last 20 miles would feel like a LONG way. At mile 105 I wanted to get off the bike and start running. I never hated my bike so much except for between those mile markers. What I didn't prepare for were my hands went numb and it would cause me problems later on in the day. This happened because I have huge hands and my bars were not double wrapped. If you need this addressed please do so, you'll find out why in a moment! The bike was awesome and I enjoyed it...one thing I did though is race the same as I trained. Everything from food to drink. It paid off!
Into run transition, hands are numb, I get changed around and realize I have no strength to put on my shoes and socks. I can't feel my hands. It took a volunteer 10 minutes to get me set up. My transition was 15 minutes. Way too long, but there was a reason why. Everyone told me this week that, "the IM race doesn't begin until the run." This is so true. I unfortunately didn't get a chance with the move and travel schedule to get all my run workouts in. Joella and I knew this might be a problem, but she knew I was strong enough to finish, even if I had trouble. If you are training for an IM, don't screw around with your run schedule. PLEASE listen...here is why. I ran the first 7 miles or as long as I could on coach's orders. Heart rate was right at 150 the entire time. 11 minute miles. All of a sudden, HR goes to 190. And it stays there. Weird. So I walk, HR comes down. I am feeling better, I begin to run again, HR pops back up to 190. I see Joella at the turn around. Remember my last race report when I said sometimes you can't plan the unexpected? Well, here it is again. Team GFF sees I am hurting at 14 and they all say," BK, don't worry, you will become an Ironman today." Joella runs beside me and reiterates again to do whatever it takes to cross the line. Keep your heart rate under control, walk when you need to, just keep moving forward. Check...
There is a reason it is a big deal to call yourself an Ironman. People, the last 12 miles of the race was the hardest thing mentally I have ever experienced in my life. Joella even said if you can make it with 12 to go you can finish. It's like life, you have miles when you are up, and miles when you are down. The last time I saw the team on the course they said," Keep moving forward." Great quote for life and racing. It's so true. I stayed tough and kept moving. By now I am running in the dark, you can't see mile markers well. But, I c an start to see the police lights and 4th Street Live spot lights. I mile to go. I see 25...I start to get pumped. I have a new found energy source. When I turn the corner to 4th Street the crowd is going wild. This has been my dream. I take it in and high five every kid and family that is willing to high five me back. I cross the line in 14:40. Joella is there at the end of the race and I start crying. Announcer says", Bradley Kehm, you are an Ironman."
This is the best day of my life. Best athletic accomplishment I have ever had PERIOD! Best support crew I have ever had. Jillian and Jeremiah I am so thankful you were there for me. Joella, you kick major butt as a coach.
Get Fit Families is just that! A family. I don't care if I live in Oregon, you all are my friends and family. I hope I can be an inspiration for you all. I also look forward to being the race support for Joella and Jason at Worlds. Jeremiah and Chris and the rest of our team, kill it in Sandusky. Believe in yourself, your coach has you prepared. This has been one crazy year. New job, move my family across the country, and was still able to hit all of my goals so far and finish my first Ironman.
Thanks to you all for being there for me this last year and I look forward to seeing you on the race course. I will be back home soon. Next task for me, I am going to become a runner.
Brad Kehm (BK/Ironman)