"Kid in a Candy Store" - I love this picture, because the smile of the subject says it all...Ironman is infectious, as an athlete and as a spectator. If you think she's smiling here, you should have seen me as I was documenting all of the pre-race festivities. Between going thru all of the formalities of getting signed in and shopping the expo, where one could easily drop far too much money on branded IM schwag, who could help but smile? Thankfully, we got outta there with our bank account still in check.
Oh the sights....I call this one "Water Sucks" - thank you, Henry Winkler. Where else can anyone see an 80-foot Gatorade Bottle? A 40-ft?...No? Oh OK, a 22-foot tall Gatorade bottle...I'll tell you where...another Ironman event, like Gatorade Hill in CDA...der!! Just looking at that baby makes me thirsty. Plus all of the thoughts that go thru your head when you see the specticle...it's like how much Gatorade could fit in there?...and could I drink it all? and if it fell, what a mess it would make. Ya, I know, probably only me thinking that.
Oh the sights....I call this one "Water Sucks" - thank you, Henry Winkler. Where else can anyone see an 80-foot Gatorade Bottle? A 40-ft?...No? Oh OK, a 22-foot tall Gatorade bottle...I'll tell you where...another Ironman event, like Gatorade Hill in CDA...der!! Just looking at that baby makes me thirsty. Plus all of the thoughts that go thru your head when you see the specticle...it's like how much Gatorade could fit in there?...and could I drink it all? and if it fell, what a mess it would make. Ya, I know, probably only me thinking that.
They don't call this the washing machine for nothin'...therefore I aptly call this baby - "show me, DO LAUNDRY (Miagi-shan)". Let me tell you, the tension out of the water is not even close to what it is in the water. This was a piece of cake for me. But good grief it is so cool, and if you've never seen it before it could almost make you poop.
This photo was taken at what was probably one of the toughest parts of my day. It was at about mile 55 on the bike for K and about mile 155 for me riding my bony ass on the curb waiting for what seemed like an eternity for her to show up...(kidding). I really needed to get a good spot...I even yelled at some other spectators telling them to "get the hell of the way" - I owned that curb. Notice the subject's cheery demeanor and wave...giving this snapshot the name "howdy". No matter what Kristina, has an uncanny ability to always smile, even when in pain. Me on the other hand...not so much.
I call this masterpiece portrait, "Peace and Duct Tape". I'll start by saying Bobby and Lorraine can drink, a lot. We saw this chap about 6 or so beers in for us and somewhere around T2 for Kristina, sometime between 3 and 4 pm if my memory serves me. The fine establishment that we were at, smack dab in the middle of Madison, served up 40's of MGD in brown paper bags to its patrons...this guy ended up getting both of his hands duct taped to his beverage by his pals. He had to go to work in a few hours too....those were the days....
And my final selection, though taken early in the day..."Ironman up and do it" pretty much sums it all up...If you haven't seen one, do it but you might end up doing it...If you haven't done one, do it and once you have...you'll be back...Can't wait until IM MOO 2009.
This photo was taken at what was probably one of the toughest parts of my day. It was at about mile 55 on the bike for K and about mile 155 for me riding my bony ass on the curb waiting for what seemed like an eternity for her to show up...(kidding). I really needed to get a good spot...I even yelled at some other spectators telling them to "get the hell of the way" - I owned that curb. Notice the subject's cheery demeanor and wave...giving this snapshot the name "howdy". No matter what Kristina, has an uncanny ability to always smile, even when in pain. Me on the other hand...not so much.
I call this masterpiece portrait, "Peace and Duct Tape". I'll start by saying Bobby and Lorraine can drink, a lot. We saw this chap about 6 or so beers in for us and somewhere around T2 for Kristina, sometime between 3 and 4 pm if my memory serves me. The fine establishment that we were at, smack dab in the middle of Madison, served up 40's of MGD in brown paper bags to its patrons...this guy ended up getting both of his hands duct taped to his beverage by his pals. He had to go to work in a few hours too....those were the days....
And my final selection, though taken early in the day..."Ironman up and do it" pretty much sums it all up...If you haven't seen one, do it but you might end up doing it...If you haven't done one, do it and once you have...you'll be back...Can't wait until IM MOO 2009.
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