Photos

I don't know how to incorporate photos into a blog. So this is work in progress. Once upon a time, I didn't know how to swim 50m. So it's relative

48hrs later

I'm still aching after Sunday's exertions. But I really want to start exercising again. I'm currently casting around for a next target.
There's the fact that the triathlon season in this country effectively ends in eight weeks time.
Add to that the fact there don't seem to be that many Olympic distance events which are pool-based and the fact that I don't feel ready yet to go Open Water and my choices are relatively limited.

Monday Morning Metro Racer

Years ago, a journalist called Peter Windsor wrote for Autocar. After that he worked at the Williams F1 team, but this story comes from before that.
And he wrote an article about what it felt like on a Monday morning to experience the down after a weekend of racing.
And that's how I feel today.
I started training for the Bath triathlon on Monday, 17th March. And that's only three months and a bit ago. So it's not like I've invested a huge amount of time in this undertaking.
But that day I didn't own a bicycle and I couldn't swim front crawl more than two lengths of the (25m) sports centre pool without stopping.

And this morning I didn't have anything at which to aim.

And I will always remember the period on the bike yesterday morning on the ride into Norton St Philip. There was me, number 250 and a guy who'd been in my swim wave who let me go past him in the pool and who caught up with me at the bottom of Dunkerton Hill who spent a long time swapping places on the ride.

And it was a glorious summer morning and I knew that I had energy in reserve and that all the training had been worthwhile and the swim was behind me

Why the name?

As I was pushing my bike into transition this morning, I heard the question a couple of times - "Are you racing today?"
And I would have said yes. Because I've spent three months getting ready for this. And I'm ready for it.
So yes.
I am racing today.