The course was quite easy to navigate, and the only part I was dreading was the run. Later in the day a buddy from Portland Y swim texted a photo of me exiting the water. I texted, "oh, you recognized my stroke?" "No, I recognized a swimmer trying to run," he answered. Ouch. It was advertised as 1/4 mile run to transition and this was no lie. We ran barefoot through the sand, on bricks, on pavement, through street and finally saw transition.