The swim was point to point, so no loops, which was really nice. The water was 79 degrees and was the first Ironman swim I did without a wetsuit. (Wetsuits aren't Ironman legal at that temperature.) The course was a bit oddly shaped and swimmers kind of piled up on each other, it was hard to get away from flying arms and legs. The last mile was through a canal, which was cool, great for spectators, but way to narrow for swimmers competing. There was just no where from anyone to go, so it made it tough to blaze a path ahead or avoid someone trying to blaze past you.
The bike course was a single loop which never really had any boring stretches. It was mostly rolling hills and really pretty with tons of trees. Trouble came at mile 50 at an aid station. I was slowing down, maybe 10 mph, and reaching back to place a new water bottle in one of my bike cages and with only one hand on the front brakes I saw the guy in front of me brake really hard. I wasn't paying close attention ahead, panicked, and slammed hard on my front brake sending me over my bike's handle bars and sliding forward over on top of my bike. Thankfully, nobody crashed on top of me and the volunteers were really helpful. My bike had dings but amazingly nothing was broken and the parts still worked. The rest of the bike I kept replaying it in my head and could not believe how lucky I was. God must have been a spectator watching the race as well.
