Article taken from Thursday 4 May, 1978
Today was my first ironman. My first marathon, my first 3.8km swim in a bunch of 1,600 people and my first 180km ride with no drafting and no mates to talk too (well sort of). To say I was scared was an understatement.
The day started off really well though, no sign of rain or too much wind (which we had during the week). Battled to get my sustain and muffins down for breakfast as the nervous energy was really building.I was staying with two other friends who were old hats and Ironman, but they weren't saying much when we first woke, so it made me even more nervous. We got down to transition nice and early so I could pump the tyres up and try to calm the nerves. It seemed to work.
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