Great Job Bentley and Racehorse!
My race report:
All in all, I was pretty darn happy with my results. I found out last night, while watching the 10 pm news, that it was going to dip down into the 30's overnight

I got out of bed, and re-packed all that I could, to try and keep warm (it's been in the mid to high 70's down here). I woke up, got all my bathroom stuff out of the way, and went outside to load my bike onto my car. I then learned that my windows had ice on them (it was 35 degrees out). I started the car to warm it up, and chipped all the ice off. I got to the event and checked in with no problems. I then went to set up my transition area, only to learn that
I had forgotten my Garmin at home 
This was mistake #1 of 4. I had taken it out with my warmer weather clothes the night before, and didn't put it back into my transition bag. I have not run a race in more than 4 years without one, and have only done a few runs/rides w/o it as well. After swearing (only in my head) for a couple of minutes, I took a deep breath and headed to the start line. I ran in running tights, long sleeves, ear warmers and full gloves.
The run felt really good, though I had no clue how it was going. I did know that approximately 8 people were in front of me when it was over (it was an out and back; on gravel trails). I passed one in the transition (fairly quick) and tried to hop on my bike (no clue how fast I had gone as the transition area was before the finish line clock). We've had a ton of rain lately, and we were literally running through puddles on the way out. I tried to step into my pedals with my left foot (to kick over the right), and my foot slipped off the pedal and I took a major digger (mistake #2). I cleaned the mud out of my cleats, and got started again.
The bike also felt good, and I passed a couple people in the first 4 miles. At mile 6 I passed the leading female and pushed it hard past her. approx. 5 seconds later, she yelled at me: "You missed the turn!!". I again swore inside of my head, turned around, and started chasing her down (mistake #3, which cost me approximately 1 minute; one crucial minute). I passed her again in a couple of miles, and passed one more person right before T2 (I had NO clue how fast I was going, w/o the Garmin, or cyclocomputer). I got out of T2 just before the leading female, and before the person I had passed.
I had hoped to just stay in front of her for the run. At approximately mile 2 (don't know for sure, as there were no mile markers) she sped past me. I tried to keep up, but my legs had nothing in them. I knew she wasn't in my age group, so I decided just to not let anyone else pass me (I knew the 2 people in front of her were not in my age group) so that I could win my age group. With about a half mile, one of the Collegiate division persons passed me (a student I knew), and I started to push it in. With 200 yards left a good friend of mine raced up behind me; and said "lets' go." He's NEVER beaten me in a race before, and I wasn't ready to lose today. We kicked it stride for stride in and he barely clipped me right at the finish line. I wasn't worried, as I was sure he was in the age group below me. This was mistake #4, as he was in my age group = Crap! He beat me by less than 1 second, and his chip time must have been another second later, as he ended up beating me by 2 seconds. My final times were:
5k #1: 21:09 or 6:49 pace

(= my fastest 5k in quite awhile = waaaay too fast for being part of a longer race = why my legs had nothing on the bike and at the end)
T1: 51 seconds (not bad)
12 mile bike (closer to 12.25 with my missed turn) = 34:59 (Verrrrrry slow for me = missing the turn, and taking a digger at the beginning cost me the race).
T2: 49 seconds (not bad having to shed gloves and headband)
5k #2: 22:09 (just a hair slower than I had anticipated
Final time: 1:19:56 (I had stated earlier I was shooting for 1:20:00 = for not having any clue how fast I was going; I was ecstatic with the time).
I ended up 4th overall; and second in my age group. I'm really happy with the race, but would be ecstatic had I been just three seconds faster