Having decided that cycling is not suited to my skill set, it was time to look for a new multisport challenge. It didn't take me long to settle on the aquathlon associated with the Eastbourne Triathlon which seemed perfect: a sea swim and a seafront run and the abject and unbridled joy of knowing all … Continue reading Eastbourne Aquathlon
"Did you sleep well?" asked Rob over breakfast on the morning of the South Coast Triathlon, the day of which had finally dawned after two cancelled years on the trot. No, I hadn't slept well. In fact I'd spent most of the night lying in bed Googling "how far are you allowed to push your … Continue reading South Coast Triathlon
I think I am going to have to stop writing posts entitled "Trianoia" because it seems that whatever catastrophe I fail to worry about is the one that ends up happening. In this case, the Canary Wharf Triathlon was cancelled due to lack of numbers. I have to say I'm not very impressed with the organisers … Continue reading Triathlon Curse
It's official: I am all booked up for the Isle of Dogs Open Water Sprint Triathlon on 22nd September, and with that in mind, I need to update my list of worries as follows: Cycling Delete fear re: U-turns and replace with creeping resentment of the hours spent practicing said pointless manoeuvre all for sodding … Continue reading Trianoia (Part 2)
Despite the disappointing news that the swim section of the South Coast Triathlon was almost certainly going to be cancelled, Rob and I set off as planned for Seaford on Friday morning. The weather was calm and clear and despite the weather forecasts to the contrary I clung valiantly to the hope that there would … Continue reading South Coast Non Triathlon
I have a lot to learn about triathlons. One of those things is that the level of Weather needed to cancel a triathlon is a lot lower than that needed to cancel a run, presumably because however weathery the weather gets runners are generally not in danger of drowning, and while race organisers don't care … Continue reading Triathlon becomes Duathlon
I think the Contraption is trying to tell me something. It all started because I started getting complacent. Spurred on by trivial achievements easily accomplished by the average primary school pupil, such as Mounting With An Audience and Getting Over A Bridge Without Falling In The Water, I started to think I was Victoria bloody … Continue reading Contraption Calamities
With just under three weeks to go until The Triathlon, I'm getting acquainted with Trianoia, the older brother of my old friend, Maranoia. Maranoia, as you may recall, is a state of pre-marathon nervous exhaustion where you become convinced that you are ill, injured or otherwise about to suffer a marathon ruining calamity. Trianoia is … Continue reading Trianoia
All this splashing about in Victoria Dock is all well and good, but the South Coast triathlon doesn't take place in a dock, it takes place in the actual sea. I have never actually swum properly in the sea (splashing about in Crete after a few pina coladas on multiple occasions doesn't count) so it … Continue reading Idiots at the Beach
There has been a lot of weather this week, weather of the cold, wet, grey, wet, windy, wet, wet, wet variety. This has not made me happy. On Wednesday I went down to the Docklands Watersports Centre for a bit of open water swimming. This is the first time I've been completely on my own … Continue reading Weather
In two and a half months I will be a triathlete. So I had better get on with writing some posts about triathlon training. I will take it one discipline at a time. Running You all know how my running is because already because I don't stop talking about it. Swimming Perhaps the biggest surprise … Continue reading Why Be Bad At One Sport When You Can Be Bad at Three?
I have had a rude awakening. I have been totally blazé about the swimming section of the triathlon. I can easily swim 750 metres front crawl in the balmy waters of Waltham Forest Feel Good Centre. I'm not very fast (when am I ever fast?) but I manage to prevent the water entering my respiratory … Continue reading My First Cold Water Swim
This cartoon from Webcomic Name came up on my Facebook the other day: and I had to admit that it had rather hit the spot where it comes to my triathlon training, which has so far consisted of the following: Try on wetsuit to make sure it still fits. (It does, just.) Visit bike cupboard … Continue reading Bring back running
I decided to go with the triathlon in Seaford. The prospect of official race photos with those gorgeous white cliffs in the background was what swung it. Not being crushed to death by a tractor was also a big incentive. Anyway, I thought I'd update as to how triathlon training is going. At the moment … Continue reading Seaford, Here We Come
Today I am going to do a rare and dangerous thing that never ends well: ask people for their opinions. Six months ago I signed up for the Southend Triathlon. I chose this one almost entirely because of the easy cycle part, which was simply laps along the completely pancake flat seafront road. I'm sure … Continue reading Triathlon Dilemma
The unprecedented heatwave of 2018 (ie. 47 consecutive days where I didn't have to use a hot water bottle) is now officially over and we are sliding into winter. This means the "I'll just Jeff it, I don't want to get too hot and get heatstroke and die" excuse is firmly in the bin and … Continue reading Winter Training
I was less than halfway into this morning's workout yet I had already mentally composed most of today's joyously positive post. Since cutting down on sugar I've lost 2.3kg in 10 days and my resting pulse has gone down to 52 (from 55-60). Even better still, today I followed advice from cycling friends and cycled … Continue reading Cycling Calamities That Could Only Happen To Me, part 59
A few weeks ago I made a very bold move and signed up for the Southend Triathlon, which will take place in eleven months' time. In a way this is a bigger challenge for me than running the marathon, because I only learned to cycle five years ago and thus cycle like a five year … Continue reading Triathlete in Training
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