January is an odd time of year to do a triathlon for someone who lives in the dank cold of the Northeast United States. But, after Ironman Mont Tremblant in August, my coach Vince and I decided that I would pass on the fall racing season in favor of building my bike fitness. Somewhere around mid-October, I knew I wouldn’t make it until the spring season without some sort of race. So, I consulted my friend Google. Oh, wise Google, what type of mischief might a marauding triathlete get into in January? Google replied: This inaugural event, organized by the same …