(Continued from yesterday: IMLP Race Report Part 1: Everybody was Kung Fu Swimming.) Immediately after you exit T1, the bike course makes a short descent on a narrow strip of gravel and goes directly into almost 180-degree turn. This area is lined with other bikers trying to clip into their pedals and spectators trying to catch a glimpse of their athletes. Suffice to say, it’s a tight squeeze. Rather than get caught up in the throng, I walked my bike to an open space just after the apex of the turn. I clipped in and was off for 112 miles …