I asked my dad to come be my support crew. That was probably the best idea (right after signing up). It was amazing to share that with him. He lives in France while I live in the US, we did sports together a lot growing up but obviously haven't shared that in a while.
The days before were chill and we enjoyed a few trails around, getting around towns and practicing our broken Spanish.
I wasn't stress on the day, mostly excited. The ferry was cold, very cold, but found a few guys that were not stressed and as excited as I am to chat with and laugh. Tried to look on the side of the boat but realized there was no visibility, it was gonna be fun.
Swim was something else, got lost probably, tried to do my best as sighting, got tapped on by a kayak saying I wasn't going straight (It was all dark for my defense), etc etc but got out of the water in great form, excited and ready to face the bike. I spent almost 8 hours on the bike, the last 3 were awful, this wind is something else. Patagonia makes you realize how powerless you are against nature. And I felt it.
I had a good group of guys found on the trail whom I ran/walked/hiked between KM 10 and 25. After that got my dad and we finished together, I was cold, tired but it was amazing. Everything was great, so happy I crossed the line (which was my main objective), very happy I did sub 15 hours but honestly, I just wanted to finish within the delays.