I don't remember smiling ...

... or this picture being taken for that matter. I do distintly recall finishing the race and feeling that I desparately needed to find somewhere to sit and die as that would be more dignified than collapsing where I was and expiring.

I also seem to be smiling on my way up Lynch Hill, maybe that's because I realized everything Bronwyn told me about passing other racers was true (not that I'd ever doubt her).

Actually, the hills on the course were fun (yes, I am a sick individual), in fact the whole bike leg was pretty enjoyable so smiling isn't much of a surprise.

Some other shots courtesy of Action Sports: