Second of the Borders Triathlon Series next weekend. Olympic/Standard distance- as opposed to the 2 Sprint distance events I've tucked under the belt so far- and the, up to now, greyish area of 24m/40k on the bike followed by 6m/10k hoofing it. Not to mention the mile or so in the water before that. (Tony, Ironman, respect!)
It's usually a good idea to know roughly what to expect, so Mr.S and I pedalled off in the breeze this morning to start our 'Brick' session and took in Chatton, Wooler, Doddington, Lowick, Fenwick-Detchant (back road) then back to base before legging it round the locality on roads and trails for 10k. Beautiful morning, despite some windy sections on the bike (up out of Chatton was a haul), although Cheviot Summit didnt look to be blessed with the sunshine as it was last sun. We didnt exactly bust a gut on the ride, but my ticker was giving it plenty on some bits of the run. Job done. I don't know if having a shower afterwards counted as swim training though.
What else this week? Couple of short blasts on the turbo-trainer mon. and tue. in a vain attempt to loosen up the thighs after that Cheviot Summit craziness. A mile or so in the pool on wed. 12miles on the bike at a bit less than race-pace fri.pm. The hole in the schedule at the moment would seem to be some steady running miles offroad. I've never yet felt well prepared for the Chevy Chase and always, at some point during it, found myself thinking, "Adam. You weren't well prepared for this were you kiddo?" Usually when an invisible flagstone seems to mysteriously attach itself to me somewhere along the Carey Burn track.
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