This time last year, I was nursing bad tears to my adductors, glutes, quads and some others whose names escape me. I limped round Crystal Palace sprint triathlon in 1:35:22, made the semi-final but no further in the Zwift Tri Academy due to the injuries caused by overtraining, and began to wonder if I wasContinueContinue reading “The new season starts and it’s time to turn off the tears”
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When not winning is winning
In my last post, about trying to qualify for the Triathlon World Championships in Malaga next October at the WTCS event in Sunderland, I wrote about how what can feel like a really good performance can sometimes just not be good enough. So I decided to have another go at making it into the Worlds,ContinueContinue reading “When not winning is winning”
Sunk by the swim at Sunderland
One of my secret – well not-so-secret now I’m confessing it here — addictions is sci-fi and fantasy fiction. And among the best of the fantasy series I’ve discovered recently has been Ben Aaronovitch’s Rivers of London, about a detective, Peter Grant, who solves magical crimes in a world where the river deities manifest asContinueContinue reading “Sunk by the swim at Sunderland”
Bourne to tri
At the end of Eastbourne standard distance triathlon, my first Olympic distance and my third triathlon, I wanted to get up, jump back into this inviting English Channel segment of the Atlantic Ocean and do it all again. My first triathlon in 1988 was a sprint, starting in a heated pool at Hampton Court, whenContinueContinue reading “Bourne to tri”
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