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Yes, that is three wolves and a moon on his tee shirt. The boy rocks.
First ride for Joe (actual name Jon)...
Yours truly
Mike and Joe (Jon)
Henno cleaning the swimming pool
Phil
Wouldn't be Cornwall without a cream tea...(left to right: Me, Mike, Jay, Pa, Phil)
Volcanic Sunsets... Driving up on Friday
Gaz got off lightly compared to the other stag in town
Inners downhill section from biker house lounge

































Yours truly
Rusty!
Couldn't finish without a picture of Izzy!
Still no wind, and today is the 102nd day of not windsurfing. You get less time for stealing IDs through Limewire, or even knocking the head of a Margeret Thatcher statue. Check Google and you'll see what I mean. Look's like an outside chance of a Northerly on Friday, so fingers crossed. Failing that, we're going to Tenerife for a long weekend on a forecast.









2 hours 29, not a bad start to my Olympic triathlon career. Sadly Olympic doesn’t refer to the games (they’ll do it in 1 hour 50 - not quite there yet…) but more the distance, a 1,500m swim, a 40k bike and 10k run. I got into triathlon at the tail end of last year’s season with a sprint at Eton school’s rowing lake and having picked up a reasonable time there – half the distance, half the time of Sunday at the London triathlon – I got hooked. Like any boy with his toys, to be honest one of the greatest draws is the bike component, more on that later, but as a very average swimmer at the outset and an OK runner, the other big draw is seeing the path of improvement.
There’s a ton of triathlon magazines and all the rest out there offering advice to the would be athlete. At its heart, all the advice is basically designed to save you time be it through getting stronger, loosing a few pounds (off the bike and you) or just getting plain fitter. But, having had the debate only a few days ago, with the exception of motor car racing, there really can’t be many more middle class sports than triathlon giving the opportunity to blow a thousand pounds minimum on a status symbol (the bike) and hundreds more on training, all the other gear and travel… Once you get into the world of power meters, carbon fibre wheels, Newton running shoes and all the rest, the average triathlete is probably spending £100 minimum per minute saved. Once you get into the world of Cervelo P4 or P3, the rich triathlete is probably spending £100 for every envious glance their gear gets.
For all you can spend a fortune on gear, it’s you on it and Sunday’s race was a pretty good reminder of that to me. The swim went fine, first time I’ve swum 1,500m in one go I think (the pool doesn’t count) but with 480 people setting off at once, you were basically going as fast as the person in front of you. No surprises therefore that I came out almost exactly in the average time (32 mins) but that said, it’s certainly not impossible to go a bit quicker – just get towards the front! Triathlon goes in waves usually grouped by age and sex and although I’m generally pretty bad at celeb spotting (not enough OK magazine etc I’m afraid) I was able to spot Jensen Button in mine although the cameras helped. Indeed, we even jumped into the water at the same time. He stormed the swim however (25 mins or something) and so that was the last I saw of him but the bike was next where I hoped to make up some time.

After a pretty swift transition (dump the wetsuit, put the bike shoes and helmet on) it was out on the bike and after kicking out a bit of cramp I picked up coming out of the water it was straight up to speed. I was hoping for an average of 21mph and actually managed 22.5mph average so I definitely made up some time on the bike finishing it in 1 hour and 5 minutes (just 2 minutes different to Jenson on his fully pimped bike). There’s no drafting (sitting behind other bikes) in triathlon so you’re really out on your own, only benefiting from slip streams when overtaking so being aerodynamic on the bike is really important, usually meaning some tri (aero) bars to hang over the front of your wheel and getting down low. That takes practice and you’ve got to be confident on your bike as you lose some steering control but I’m a big fan of my Viner which I’ve had for a year now so was pretty happy to really push it. As a reminder though that there are some serious speeds involved and you’re pretty exposed, I managed to avoid what sounded like a very painful and expensive crash about 3 or 4 bikes back. Not great at the best of times but when you’re rattling through a tunnel at 36mph, not something you look for.
The final discipline is the run and coming off the bike, it’s quite an unusual feeling to battle through as the blood is in the wrong place but after 5 minutes or so, it’s basically a normal run, albeit, coming into it a little more tired. There’s a whole mass of science behind adjusting your position on the bike to use the non-running muscles but if you’re tired, you’re tired and it was at this point I wish I’d done more training. The run was very average again, almost exactly my age group average and having come off the bike in a very good time (26th quickest out of the 480) putting me in a good overall position it was a little disheartening to be passed quite a bit. Definitely the discipline to work on (followed by the swim) and although I completed it in 46 mins (a respectable 10k time but not brilliant) I felt like I could have done more – I just didn’t have it in my legs. I wear a heart rate monitor in training and racing, and that measures the intensity of the session – needless to say, it was very high (way beyond a killer bike session in the Welsh hills) and my average heart rate (excluding the swim where the heart rate function won’t work) was 176 and total calories, approximately 2,500.

Very pleased with my time which put me in 161st place out of 480 and a good kick up the bum to get out and train more as the target for next year would be sub 2:20 (roughly in the top 50 of my age group). As for the gear? Well, as I said, you spend £100 a minute minimum and so in a bid to get me a little closer to that 2:20 target and to gear up to half Ironman next year (basically double the distance) I splashed a bit of cash on a new bike at the London triathlon’s expo. Hadn’t gone there with the intention of doing so but it was just too tempting an offer – full carbon fibre, including the wheels. Not as fancy as Jenson’s it has to be said but it certainly looks the part and who knows it may just take me towards a Jenson time (around 2:10, he stormed the run too). The reality is though, the bike is as much about boys and their toys as it is about time and only really hard work and dedication gets you there. For all it’s tough to motivate yourself sometimes, I was so happy with my 2 hours 29 (having modestly targeted something less than 2 hours 40) I came over all emotional. No tears this time but who knows for next…! Bala, 13th September – bring it on.





