In attempting to do my very first triathlon, I am not expecting to really ‘fit in’ with the usual triathlete mob. I currently have no intention of joining a triathlon club or anything like that. I am not the right size, shape, level of ability, level of dedication… And I like training at my own pace and doing my own thing anyway, so being a lone wolf suits me quite well.
However, as I proudly announce to people that I am now the owner of a road bike, I am surprised by the number of offers I get to go on training rides with other riders. I get the impression that it is ‘the done thing’ in cycling world; you go on rides, next to each other. I can only assume that there is a national shortage of willing participants if they are asking me to tag along – I mean, some of these fools have read this blog; they know what they’re dealing with. Continue reading →
I will admit to watching at least two episodes of the TV show Glee in my lifetime (but no more than that) and I was quite taken by their ‘mash-up’ songs. Probably because a mash-up sounds so fun and well, gleeful. Plus it makes me think of mashed potato which is the sixth main food-group in my own personal non-Government-endorsed eating pyramid (which looks more like a cylinder and also consists of vegetables, Chobani yoghurt, protein, porridge and sugar. Maybe I will draw it and blog it one day)
And so it is with some excitement that today I bring you my first triathlon mash-up; that is, the first combination of two of the three sports I am attempting, mashed together into one glorious mess. Continue reading →
If you plan on having salad, be prepared to change your mind
You know when you go to a fancy restaurant and you tell yourself that you are going to choose a nice, healthy salad for your main course… but as soon as you see the menu you have an epiphany, that actually your whole life up to this point has been meticulously planned by some Higher Power to lead straight to a delicious wood-fired pizza with a large side of chips?
Yeah, well that kind of ‘change of plan’ is exactly what just happened to me. Continue reading →
Sandwiched between the swim with sharks and the run or stumble to the finish line, the meat of the triathlon is the bike ride. 7 weeks into my triathlon training, it was high time I tried the meat out.
Regular readers will already know that I don’t own a bike, so for the purposes of this baby Bribie triathlon I am borrowing Shane’s mountain bike, which I think will be just fine (apparently some triathlons frown upon or simply ban mountain bikes from their races, but not this one) Continue reading →