The dumbest thing I ever did was during a sprint in Massachusetts. The distance was a little weird: 800m swim, 15-mile ride, and a 5-mile run. Then as now, my strength was the bike, and Tony Delonge was in the field. He was coming off a Lake Placid victory, and I knew I’d need to have a brilliant run to have a chance of beating him. Trying to keep my transition area “neat” I put my gel flask in one of my shoes (why did I think I needed a gel flask for a sprint?). When I came in off the bike, trailing Tony by a little less than a minute and within striking distance, I discovered a shoe full of Hammer Gel. It may not have affected my speed, but it sure was uncomfortable, and I ended up with some ugly blisters. Tony held me off anyway.