I became involved in triathlon very much through my loud mouth. My bluff was called by a friend while going on about how I could handle a sprint triathlon. Four months later I was standing on a dock in Clear Lake, Texas, about to compete in my first race of any nature ever. It was a far cry from my former life as a power lifter, but I was hooked even before I entered the water. People who aren’t triathletes ask me all the time what it is that draws me to enter triathlons and more specifically iron distance triathlons and it comes down to one thing, competition. I love the competition with my peers, competition with the clock, and competition with myself.