So here's Kevin before and after the race. Not surprisingly (I don't have the fastest reaction time, hate drawing attention myself, and like to keep out of other people's way) I'm a terrible sports photographer. He's a little blurry even when he's standing still!
I'm also not so great at identifying people in crowds, especially when they're wearing a wet suit, goggles and swim cap (the color of the cap should help, but the race gives out color-coded caps to identify the waves). Waving at me and yelling my name doesn't help much either. (A friend of ours calls this "bad crowd vision.")
And here he is at the end of the bike, before the great shoe debacle. By the way, Kevin's feet are fine, except that he has bruise on one heel where he landed hard on a rock.
The last drawback to me as a spectator is that I'm cheering impaired. Other people jump up and down and scream--I clap and grin. On the bright side, there are hardly any spectators, so even my pathetic cheering is noticed (did I mention how many of the cyclists thanked me for clapping for them on Sunday? Many, many, many of them--including one guy who said "hey, you ran a long way yesterday!" because he must have seen me doing my long run the day before, and another who asked how my husband was doing as he zipped by--that's how few spectators there were! As far as I know (it's possible that I'm also bad with names), I'd never met either of them.