In the interest of updates:
First race of the season done (also first TT ever, and first female – hardly an achievement there only being three), and a 5mile run logged today. The plan was TT + 10k to simulate Oly, but on a sunny day, and on tired legs – I chucked the extra mile..
In the interest of broadly speaking:
I have just read ‘Dating a triathlete – a useful translation service’ , followed by ‘Reasons not to date a journalism student’. I suppose these two contributing states make me somewhat of a total nightmare.
Here’s a giggle for you:
Quite seriously, though, a career that is far from 9-5, and a hobby that consumes a healthy 10-12 hours a week means I’m probably not always as available as I should be to the friends and family who do everything they can to support me.
A lot of my social life comes through training. If you ever played ‘the sims’ – training in a group is the easiest way to add plus points to ‘social’ and ‘health’ scale simultaneously.Actually, being part of a club is a great hand for work too because it is an easy link to a hugely varied cross-section of people, from whom to extract news.
There is, of course, the fact that there are a lot of people in my life who move in neither journalism, nor triathlon circles, but who are a huge support to me and provide me with more strength and determination than I deserve. It is these people who should claim the award for sheer mental willpower (or mental-ness full stop).
So, before it all really begins to pick up, I post this:
To those that listen to my winging when I don’t do well, and hear me garble on when I’m pumped on adrenaline like a hamster on amphetamines – the podium spots are reserved for you.
In advance – I apologise for:
– not drinking from now until end of season
– going to bed too early
– eating all your food
– being boring in general
And, most importantly, Thank You. This season I shall endevour to be a pleasent, and enjoyable person to be around at all times, exluding the evening and morning preceeding a race.