My brother and I only had a few minutes to spare when we made it to the starting line. My parents, sister and good friend, Dusty Edwards were there for support. They got in positions with their cameras and my brother and I pretended to stretch prior to the race. The starting pistol went off and the race was underway. I immediately pushed my brother to knock him off-balance so that I could have a clear path ahead. From that point on, I never looked back.
I felt like I was keeping a really good pace, passing people left and right. Although, I began to tire after about the second mile and the last mile was a bit of a struggle as people began passing me telling me to keep going . . . I guess I looked like I was about to keel over or something.
I made it into the staging area and was well ahead of most of the runners, I quickly gathered my bike and sped off in my brand new Cannondale bicycle.