Triathlon

The results from the 2008 Hebburn Triathlon have now been published on tri247.com: Fat Robbie:   1:07:17 & 85th Overall; Swim - 8:10 & 121st Bike & T1 - 37:42 & 89th Run & T2 - 21:25 & 77th Me:  1:09:12 & 100th Overall; Swim - 11:10 & 184th Bike & T1 - 36:41 & 69th Run & T2 - 21:21 & 75th So...
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Today was the Hebburn Triathlon! Fat Robbie came up for the race, and as I’d managed to get us Early o’clock starts again, we had to get up at the crack of dawn. Yawn. Seeing as I’ve got this niggling plantar frasciitis injury, I decided to take the race nice and easy - more of...
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. . . a reproduction from an email summary I sent to a friend this evening: I finished with a time of 6hrs 2 mins - and not in last place. Splits: Swim (2000m) 55mins - last out of the water T1: 2:30 or so Bike (58 miles) 3h 22mins. Freezing cold rain for all but...
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The run was interesting. I hadn’t banked on it being such a cross-country affair, nor on the weather being so wet. I also thought that the route was a simple out-and-back, so within 200m of what I thought was the end of the first lap, when the route headed off for a circuit of the...
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T2 went more or less according to plan. Bearing in mind how far down the field I was, there was a little awkwardness getting my bike back into its slot, and I managed to drop one of the bottles out of my belt while putting it on . . . but my legs felt...
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The bike leg was all about the weather and the food. My big fear was bonking - either through dehydration / electrolyte problems (a speciality of mine), or blood sugar. So my plan was to drink Zym every ten minutes (~750ml per hour), and to eat 300 cals / hour. On top of that, for...
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OK, so as I got out of the water, they announced my name, and that I’d brought shame on the NE31 Triathlon Club by being last out of the water. OK - so no one mentioned shame, but that’s how I felt. Our coach, Peter was there to see how his (daughter? and) protegees...
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I came last. By, oh, about two or three minutes. And behind Fat Bloke. Fat Bloke, who was doing breast stroke, with his goggles perched on top of his head, and never once even putting his face in the water. NOT that I’ve anything against Fat Bloke (or, indeed any fat blokes reading or...
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Can you tell how edgy I am about tomorrow’s race? The clue’s in how much I’ve been going on about it. Well this is probably the last post where I’ll be talking about it in the future tense, so the end is in sight! Having spent the day pacing up and down, packing & re-packing...
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In last weekend’s trial ride around the Steelman’s bike course, my cyclecomputer was acting up a little. It’s been doing this intermittently since I went for that ride in France and almost drowned in the rain - although it’s waterproof, I don’t think they reckoned on it ever getting that wet! Basically what seems...
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