This blog is derived from my contribution 'A bloody great season' to Dutch Triathlon Federation's bimonthly magazine Transition #15, in which I share the experience of an Aussie tri life through my season diary.
The finish is getting closer and closer. My legs move like bricks underneath my body. This should be the final corner. I see the banner on the footbridge over the road: 250 meter to go. A glance at my watch as it jumps to 2:59:00.