‘I returned to Eton Dorney on the 17th of July for my second triathlon , my first ever had been the previous month in slightly different weather conditions. June was an early start with constant rain and winds , July a later start , warm and muggy.

Having not been able to swim a length at the Xcel a year ago I was always going to be apprehensive going in to the swim but once I had got that out of the way, I knew I was on my way to achieving my goal and completing my first ever TRI. Not sure of pacing etc , I managed  to complete the task in a final time of 1:24:27.

On my return to Dorney in July I felt more comfortable knowing what lay ahead plus having the support of my family there to cheer me on and Coach Yeoman along side me to offer some crucial words of wisdom and support I was determined not to embarrass myself too much in from of them all.

Instead of being at the back of the pack during the swim I realised I was actually in part of a group of swimmers so I must be doing better than last time , I was thinking of all Mark had taught us at Shepperton and was doing my best to try and drift in addition to stay on course !! Once out of the water and on the bike all seemed to be going well until T2 when I struggled to get my shoe off but after a bit of struggling I was back on my way with just the 5K run to complete.

I’ve neglected my running for some time for the sake of trying to learn to swim but managed to maintain a reasonable pace and passed a few guys , which is always a good way to finish a race.

As I crossed the finished line and checked my Garmin much to my surprise I had exceeded my previous outing by almost 9 minutes with a final time of 1:15:44 .

I was most pleased to see an improvement in my swim time by 3 .5 minutes and hope with continued coaching and training by next year to shave a few more minutes off and even try a longer distance .’

As raced and reported by Rich Jones

‘This was an emotional race. This time last season I was taking part in the same race when someone unfortunately failed to come out of the water. It was tough to deal with and on the day and a few of us did all that I could to help search but to no avail.

Since that race it always been in the back of mind and I avoid racing the later races of their series and the early ones this season but I needed to do this for him and myself.

To say it was hard to start was an understatement. I had a small break down whilst talking to the organisers but it had to be done. In clear water I went as hard as my mind would take me and exited first but a few guys close behind. Heading out onto the bike I looked to settle into a good pace. The young guy who came out 2nd exited well out of the park but blew up within 1km as I went pass a bus thought it was a good time to pull out on me as I was doing 47kph. I hit the brakes & somehow stayed upright. However about couple km I heard a loud hissing noise… That’s right… puncture, game over. 2nd and 3rd came by 30sec later and then a massive gap of over a minute back to a slow moving 4th.

I was soon picked up by race support and not wishing to end the day like this I racked and ran out like I was racing. After lap one as I passed T2 I saw the first guy off his bike (3rd on the road) so I looked to run as if he was chasing me. He just caught me as I crossed the line in 17.58 – must have been my new asics Hyper Tri 2 shoes.

I feel that there is still unfinished business here so I will look to return on the 27th to finish the race full

Fingers crossed not technicals next week’

As raced and reported by Mark Yeoman

Race Build Up: I left the corporate world towards the end of 2015 knowing it was essential to maintain a ‘life purpose’ during this career break. Having swam and ran as a youngster (I’m now 49) and enjoyed some road cycling since 2014 I signed up for the Thorpe Park Standard triathlon.

Fortunate to be off work, in January I decided to enrol some help. I found the Viceroys website and contacted Mark who soon put together my first training plan. 6 month’s hard training followed with, naturally, highs and lows. The swimming came back fairly quickly and the bike improved steadily including the tough Dragon Ride in Wales.  However, it took until April to overcome a calf injury and run properly. 

Race Day: My training downfall had been to start time trials too quickly then fade. It was essential I pace myself correctly. Target times were: swim 23:45, bike 1:10:00 (ambitious) and run 42:00. Given I’d never put all three together I set myself an overall goal of 2 hours 30 mins.

Early in the swim I had a ‘what have you taken on here you idiot’ feeling  Soon after I laughed, held back a bit and finished strong in 23:50. So far so good. I stuck to Mark’s advice on the bike and never strayed beyond 7 out of 10 effort for the most part. However, I was having so much ‘fun’ I put a little too much into the last 10km and smashed my target with 1:08:47. 

When I started running there was doubt in my mind as to whether I’d even finish. The first 3km were weird, I felt I was hardly moving but the Garmin confirmed I was doing ok. I entered a deep dark place from km 6 to 9 being very careful not to let a few muscle twinges turn into cramp. It was clear I was going to finish now, just not clear when. Thankfully I did with 44:40 for the run giving an unbelievable (for me) total of 2:19:21 and 5th in Age Group. 

Incredibly happy I realised how important it is to make a plan based on current performance and stick to it…well almost…especially early on when you feel strong. I sense this is just the beginning of a new adventure in life…’

As raced and reported by Sandy Whisker

‘Yesterday I ventured to Dorney lake to take part in a competitive race held by VOTWO –  they use a clockwise bike coming down the middle section which adds a nice twist to the otherwise dull venue. Wave 1 had all the guys sub 39yrs & it was clear to see that some had come too fast in the windy but hot & humid conditions. An hour between waves I had time to clock their swim and bike splits before starting at mid day – yes mid day… Far too late for a race. I knew it was going to be close but the lead guy ran out dirty fast. Oh okay, that’s that then

In the 40+ a more relaxed attitude was taken, the water was murky and I some got into a good rhythm & exited in first (2nd fastest split behind the young gun winner). Soon onto the bike I knew that going fast was going to be hard, the head wind was tough and the only rest bite was the return leg back each lap. On the 3rd lap I was caught but looked to start close as I was hoping to save my legs for the run. He put a big push on the final lap and I entered T2 in 2nd but after 100m I knew this wasn’t going to be a day to burn up the run course, more burned by the sun.

Running into the headwind is no joy but I dug in and on the turn looked to keep my legs ticking over. Dehydrated and lacking food due to the late start I was relieved to cross the line and be 3rd overall and back on the podium.

Time to rest and recover ahead of another race in 2weeks time. ‘

As raced and reported by Mark Yeoman.

Marty and I (the beardy one and the little one) thought some of the Viceroys cyclists might like a quick ride report on La Marmotte. 

It’s been our target ride for the year – I think we are both okay cyclists and hold our own in the fast group. Training has, as ever, been hit by life! But we have both worked several other big rides in and a training camp in Spain.

We both stayed at the top of Alpe D’Huez, where the ride ends and the event village is. We went with different companies (happy to discuss if interested) who provided transfers, accommodation, support during the ride and entry (it sells out within hours!)

From 7am, 7,000 riders start at the bottom of the Alpe, meaning a chilly 20 min fast descent. Organisation is very good, and three waves are stacked in the side streets of Bourg D’Oisans.

A quick valley ride leads you straight into the first of the HC climbs – this is not called the hardest sportive in Europe for nothing. The Glandon is over 25km long averaging at 4.5% – and the average includes a couple of down hill bits – it was closer to the steeper bits on Newlands Corner probably nearer 6+%. It’s a nice climb – consistent, but very long!

The back is not timed – it’s a fab descent but on very tight mountain roads with no barriers!

The only long valley section beckons – find a big Dutch Yeoman and hide! I lost time here as my large group didn’t want to work (believe me my 64kg ain’t going to give much draft to anyone, eh Kevin ) and my pulling big turns was not helpful for me. The Sigma boys passed in a flying group but nothing to jump onto!

This gently rises into the Telegraph/Galibier – two hills connected by a 4-5km descent but effectively one long climb of 35km over 5.5% average (inc the mid descent) nearer 6-8% with some ramps up to 15%. In many places this feels like the steep bits of Newlands crossed with the Whitedown ramps (taking out the steep corner). Telegraph is switchbacks through trees (apart from km markers you don’t know where you are). Galibier is a steep valley ride into a series of exposed switchbacks into the permafrost zone. It is absolutely relentless – we both hit the wall physically and mentally. It hurt – a lot! (Ok maybe not as much as childbirth Lucy, but it did hurt!)

Last year it hit 42 degrees; this year we topped 30 degrees. But what you don’t need when you get to the top of Galibier at 2500m is for a storm to come in. A 40km descent in driving wind and rain/sleet in just a wind jacket (touching on 70km/h) left us both with no feeling in fingers or feet. I only knew I was braking by the sound (and the zipps were fine braking in the wet)! The tunnels were no respite as they were like fridges!

This rolls you into the Alp – 13km, 21 famous corners. Each corner is flat, the ramps are steep. They say the first 5 corners are the worst; I couldn’t tell any of them apart. Each ramp looks like a wall, 6-8%+. It’s a good climb, but after 155km it’s an absolute b***h. Riders start falling at the wayside with this strange dazed look!

It took Marty 30 mins longer to get up than riding the Alp fresh. I had a big mechanical at the bottom which blew my times out of the water. Small groups cheer you on at the corners (or helpfully ask if there is something wrong with your bike when you are moving the chain back onto the top cog by hand!) Big crowds greet you at the top – but I can only remember the pain! Free pasta and a big medal await…..Marty managed an excellent 8.11 hrs official time; I ended up just over 9 hrs.

I think we both underestimated how hard this ride is; Surrey Hills cannot really prepare you for it! We had both ridden 25km long Box Hill style ascents in Spain but this was in a different league.

We will both be back – knowing the course and what is needed will make the next attempt better and quicker. Some of it is feeding strategy; some training (working on consistent power over long periods); most importantly what is mentally required – we both agree you have got to ride long hills in preparation.

If anyone is considering this one come and have a chat!

As raced and reported by Nick Collins

‘La Maratona dles Dolomites is a Granfondo that any cycling fan will want to ride. Well it certainly seemed so towards the back of 11,000 riders in a crowded start pen called ‘Pinarello’ with only two portaloos!

At the front were various pros and semi pros as the event is televised in Italy, with the winner getting €60,000!

Ladies note – you start behind the pros, a nice touch.

La Maratona has seven listed ‘Passos’ (climbs), but there are lots more ‘rollers’ all being longer and steeper than Leith or Box Hill!

The main climb, that featured in the 2016 Giro, is Passo Giau – 9.9km at an average of 9.3%. Giau comes late in the 138 km route and is tough enough to make even the strongest riders hold something in reserve. All in all 4,230 metres of climbing. The good news if you are not a mountain goat is that means lots of descending on closed roads, with great rod surfaces, having just had the Giro pass through.

I had a target of 6 – 6:30 hrs with  a detailed race plan from my coach Jay McStay. He had worked out from my FTP what ‘numbers’ to hold on the climbs and what was possible on the descents assuming no drama or mechanicals. (My mechanical skills are best described as ‘limited’ hence no Di2 or anything else that might go tech).

The race gets going at 06:30 but us Pinarellos rolled across the line at 6:41. As you might imagine the first climb up the 5.8 km Campolongo is very busy, and slow at times, but not as bad as I thought it might be.

There is then a short fast descent before a 9.2 km climb up Pordio.
On the descent I could smell burning, at first I thought that was someone else’s problem, one of those guys with flashy carbon rims that melt, but no matter who we passed (I rode with my friend Andy Moore, a triathlete from Essex) that burning smell was getting worse.

We rode up Pordio and then descended towards Sella, but I had to let Andy ride on as I stopped to fix my front pads, hoping to catch back up. (My skill as a mechanic would prove sub-optimal a few km later).  It seemed like the left one was the issue, so I moved that and sped off, but not for long! Coming round a fast right hander the front tyre deflated faster than I good say poobumwillee, with the tyre coming off the rim. I scrambled towards  a gravel driveway where two policeman looked up from their donuts and coffees to see the shambles that was fast approaching and out of control shouting ‘got no brakes’. Not sure why I shouted that as ‘got no tyre’ would have been more accurate, but I somehow stayed upright as I wore down my cleats and locked up the back wheel.

A quick inspection showed the damage to the front tyre sidewall, but hasty panic set in, and logic was nowhere to be seen. I removed the tube and fitted another, without thinking to use my €50 note or clif bar wrapper to seal the hole that the new tube now poked thru, but at least this time I moved both pads down further before setting off with my saddlebag open and various tools stuffed in pockets.

Descending took on a very Italian style and the next two climbs were at near to FTP as I set about trying to catch up with Andy, who was going ‘easy’ (or at least his version of easy). The strategy was now looking a bit dodgy as I risked this hard effort causing a bonk late on.  Soon I was past the 5.5 km Sella climb, down and then and at the top of the 5.8 km Gardena climb. I was babbling incoherently at Andy, who I had now caught, and we then descended through the mist and cloud towards Corvara – our first fuel stop. Then it was Camparello again before a long ultra-fast descent with various ‘rollers’. The gods seemed to be with us as we got into a good group of fast riders, and made up time before Giau.

Giau is a beast of a climb, relentless and steep at 9.9 km and 9.3%. Everyone at the event talks about it as being the undoing of many a rider, and in my opinion Giau is as hard, or harder, than even La Marmotte’s Alp d’Huez. We chugged away to the top, holding steady watts, before refuelling and descending towards Valparola which is 11.7 km long and 6.7%. By know I had taken on a bottle of Coke and had my Clif double espresso gel so I was flying, and we romped up knowing that after Valparola it was all downhill.

The 22k descent from Valparola is awesome, super-fast flowing turns and average speeds well over 50 kph. You then have a short blast up Mur de Giat (19%) which was a comedy, as many were stopping and clipping out. We weaved through the carnage and then rode the final few km uphill to the finish in Corvara.

In the end we rode it in 6:26 which was on target, just. 119th in AG is ok and top 700 from 11,000 is too, especially after losing 7-8 minutes playing at being a mechanic.

In summary, La Maratona is one event that should be on any cyclist’s bucket list. I preferred it to La Marmotte, as it is far more scenic, proper closed roads and overall a friendly and well-run event. La Fuga did a great job organising the trip, with no stone left unturned, including ample beer and food at the finish. (ample beer for me is three, but some of their guests were less snake-like, and could clearly party harder). As ever, Jay my cycle coach got me in great shape for the event, and his detailed race plan helped Andy and I avoid blowing up. If possible I recommend riding a Gran Fondo with a friend, it is far more fun than a long solo push, and Sunday goes down as one of my favourite ever rides.’

As raced and reported by Pete Kelsey

Early start Saturday morning for the trip up to north Norfolk and got there just in time for the race briefing.  Met up with Viceroys Rachel & Lance and registered and racked, checked out a few bits at the venue and then we went off to lunch followed by beautiful home-made ice-cream for dessert (an important part of the carb loading process!).  Got over to my accommodation and sorted kit out for the morning & got the feet up.

Typical pre-race evening of not much sleep, up at 4.30am and back to the venue to setup.  Saw Rach & Jen (Isaac) when I got there but we all got on with setting up.  I wasn’t feeling quite right though & felt really disorganised & kept feeling like I was forgetting something (which turned out to be the case!), and just couldn’t get my wetsuit on properly etc but eventually got myself sorted (poor Jen turned up to a flat tyre so her morning was even more manic than mine!) and over to the swim start we went.

Right from the start I felt sluggish & just couldn’t find a rhythm & as it wasn’t particularly wide was getting caught up a lot (I started on the right side which was meant to be for the slow folks but somehow found myself at the front of the slow section but was even a bit slow for the slow section!), but just carried on as best I could, but was really struggling with energy the last 500-750m so wasn’t surprising that my time was slower than the Outlaw Nottingham half but still disappointing nevertheless as I’d been getting some good times at the lake.

Onto the bike I went but only after standing in transition for a minute feeling lost / that something was missing / not right.  Straight onto an up section which on sluggish energy levels wasn’t too fun, and the first 30 or so miles were undulating (nothing steep but just constant up and down so was hard to get a rhythm), but my system finally woke up at about mile 15 and got myself going a bit more.  From mile 30 – 52 it was then either mostly flat or slightly downhill so lovely & fast and the smile was definitely back on my face.  The last 3-4miles were back in on the same road we came out of, but initially the road was a slight up into a headwind which was a rude shock after the lovely fast section, but tried to back off those last few miles to get the legs eased off for the run.

Back into transition and realised that yep I had in fact actually forgotten to put my ITB strap out, and Outlaw from this year have a no bag in transition rule (they all have to go to a central storage area)!  I was certain that I’d laid it out with my hat last night so made my way over to bag storage area and ripped everything out of my bag, and sure enough there it was at the very bottom (black bag + black strap means I’d missed it putting kit out), so on it went & off I went having re-packed everything into my bag & making a right meal of T2 (and therefore T1 as I had that bad feeling which was making me check everything).

Onto the run and looking at the time wondered if I could beat my Nottingham time, but quickly put that thought out of my head and just concentrated on the job at hand and what I could do at that moment.  The run was 3 laps around the estate and was quite beautiful, but the initial section goes out the same way as the bike, so yep, straight onto a climb!  The legs weren’t so happy with that, but once it flattened off again they came back and I got into a good rhythm.  Jen came flying past me looking super strong and with only 1 lap left I knew she’d rocked it as suspected.

Just kept the head down and kept going, but knowing the stomach issues I’d had at Nottingham and as it was quite warm I was sweating an awful lot, so decided to go lots of fluids & had a cup of coke and cup of electrolyte drink at each station.  Bit of a risk as I’d never fuelled with only coke / fluids before, but it seemed to be working & the stomach was ok!  Had a bit of a low point about mile 7.5-8, but knowing I was near the end of lap 2 and there was only 1 left kept me going and a feed station shortly after got me back on track again, until about 1mi out when the legs started to wobble but there was no chance on the planet I was stopping then!!

Not long before the finish went past Rach & Lance, which to know they were on the run gave me such a huge boost & the energy to get to the finish!  Turned the 90 degree corner for the red carpet & the legs didn’t like the sudden change of direction so nearly fell over, but got myself back upright & high-5’d everyone up the finish straight which is always fun and for the first time I got to hold a finishing banner (not because I’d won anything but they held it there for everyone to hold up which I thought was fantastic), and then the legs did promptly give way!!

After a few minutes managed to stand (well, hold onto the fence!), and convince the medical folks I was ok, just had jelly legs & that the tears were really of joy / being overwhelmed so thankfully they let me go & once I’d had a proper sit & some food was all good.  Hung around for a bit but had to leave, but just as I’d packed up & went to sit in my car to go heard Rach & Lance being announced over the finish line so was really chuffed to bits for them!!

Was the first time they’d run Outlaw at Holkham Hall and I think it’s safe to say it was a big hit so hopefully they will run it there again.  Having done the outlaw half double this year I really can’t praise the One Step Beyond team / Outlaw events enough; really well run, really friendly and you are really looked after as an athlete (there’s not many half’s where you get a lovely hot cooked meal & massage after!).  Oh and I did beat my time from Nottingham, which given this was a much tougher run course and the fact my knee had held up again, was well happy 🙂

As raced and reported by Andrea Whelband.

‘After my original race was cancelled last week I was keen to race so I found a nice race up in Cambridge at the St Neots sprint. I’d raced this last season as a world, European & British champion event so I knew it was going to be hard but not as hard as it turned out to be.

The current in the river Ouse due to the rain was strong and I mean strong. On the turn of the out and back I was in a battle for 2nd as 1st had gone. As we turned we hit the current and boy did he hit it. It felt like I wasn’t ever going to get back. I hugged the bank and pushed hard exiting with the other guy who I soon dropped in T1

Heading out onto the course I thought I knew the way so I checked with the Marshall and unfortunately he directed me on the super sprint course and not the sprint / Olympic course. I should have stuck with my gut instinct. When I realised it was too late. Off course and angry with myself. I picked up the main route having gone from 2nd down to the mid 20s. I pushed as hard as I could to get places back and although the head wind was conspiring to break me I eventually got back to 5th overall as I entered T2

The run course was a mixture of park paths and flooded grass stretches. My legs were cooked from my epic bike ride (still 7th fastest split even after 3 added kms). I dropped a place on the 2nd lap but still with a sub 19min 5km so all good. Looking back 1st & 2nd would have been out of my reach with their run times, but I would have come off the bike in 1st or 2nd and would have held on for 3rd. But I didn’t so that’s that.

Back to Milton Keynes next week and I bike course I know really well so not wrong turns for me.’

As raced and reported by Mark Yeoman

‘I’ve always had a soft spot for the most famous race in the land – Windsor Triathlon. It was the first race I ever did. I was fortunate enough in 2013 to win the Olympic distance race and the following year to win the sprint, so I left it for a while. Hard acts to follow.

So heading back I was super nervous. Racing at 6.04am isn’t pleasant, especially when you get up at 3.40am. I was off in wave 2 with James ‘can I borrow another bike’ Turner. Wave 1 saw Carl Fisher race in the over 45s and finally wave 3 with the sub 37s (yeah, funny age group waves at Windsor). I had a good swim but soon had to navigate through wave 1. Mid 9mins and it was time to make the 400m run into T1. I ran hard to take back places and make sure Turner could draft off me. I soon exited T1 for another long 400m run to the mount line – my feet are still sore.

The rain was now coming down now but I was determined to press the bike to catch up as many places as possible. I made my customary ‘boom’ noise as I passed Carl but what I wasn’t expecting was to catch the first bike soon after about 7km into the ride before Maidenhead. Having a lead motor bike is great but the game changes from chasing to settling into strong pace to avoid smashing the legs. I set the 2nd fastest bike split (by seconds) and come into T2 not knowing what lead I might have over the next guy.

The run course at Windsor is nasty as you hit the steep McSteep  hill up to the castle soon after leaving T2. As I ran down I was expecting to see a runner but no, okay I thought. As I got to the far dead turn I thought that I’d surely see the next runner but no? Err okay I thought. As I approached the overlap section from transition to lap turn I saw the next guy. Wow I thought, I might have a really good chance of winning this. In the second lap I could hide in the other runners heading out on their first lap. I then saw James in a small group during lap two – something to chase. I think Iwas close to catching the 3rd placed guy at the end of my final lap. Now I wasn’t running fast but quick enough and I crossed the line having to wait and see if wave 3 had any fast runners. As the clock ticked I realised that I’d won it again and by over 2mins to boot. James had an awesome race finishing 5th overall (fastest vet with 3^rd fastest bike split) and Carl had a top performance too.’

As raced and reported by Mark Yeoman

Stunning weather in Strathclyde provided a very memorable backdrop to a fierce ITU Sprint Qualifier for Duncan and Colette.

Duncan reports: ‘Perhaps it was the weather that put the pack in a feisty mood? Perhaps it was the desperation of 2nd round/one shot qualifiers? Perhaps I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time, for the WHOLE swim! An all AG wave of 97 around a tight course made for a brutally physical 11.22 swim and a very dazed and disorientated charge for transition.

Onto the bike, the Strathclyde course was a treat, a 4 lap course with continuous elevation change. A group of 9 quickly formed and I worked hard off the front to chase down the 2nd pack 15-20 seconds ahead; making sure I stayed out of trouble leading into the turn points and first off the pack into transition. Two AG rivals were in my pack who I failed to shake off, so it was now all down to a quick transition and turning on my run.

Oh how my legs protested at taking that bike effort into the run. I couldn’t bring myself to look back, the psychological pain of knowing being passed could mean the difference between a Q1-4 and no Q at all. I just had to keep it under control and push.

With an out and back 2 lap course though it meant I would have to face reality 3 times. I was passing others but none had the crucial ‘G’ AG marked on their right leg to give me a reprieve on my placing. At the first turn ‘Wall’ was right there. What did he have in the tank? My brain scrabbling to remember his past run form from Google. My legs were starting to feel good, I’d push on for a break straight away, and turn 2 revealed ‘Wall’ had dropped back. The 3rd and final turn was a huge relief, there had been no fight back; with 1250m to go and still feeling strong, I had a Q in the bag. A wave of elation hit me, the realisation of a hard winter’s work and having the opportunity to race in a GB suit again at the ITU World Finals felt fantastic, mentally I backed off the pace but Garmin data suggests my legs didn’t get the message!

In summary a super weekend. The new draft legal racing adding some real excitement and great tactical racing, the crowds loved it, the organisation was faultless. Oh and if you haven’t seen any pictures that perfect blue sky made it all just even sweeter!

Collette recounts: ‘The ladies wave was very small but having checked the entry list several times I recognized a few names that I knew I would be/or potentially be racing in Cozumel come September so it was game on.

I knew that my swim was going to be slower than my competition so just stayed focused on my stroke and pushed as hard as I could, the tactic clearly worked as it was a decent pace for me so it’s a shame I messed it up getting stuck in my wet suit again.

Out on the bike and ready for 4 laps of a beautiful, but challenging course, at no point was there any flat!  Luckily I exited T1 with one other so we worked together on the ride, this was mentally and physically hard, she was stronger on the climbs than me so I really had to dig deep to keep with her and take my turn on the front. There were a few times when I thought “I’ll just let her go and I’ll ride on my own” but then I had a serious word with myself and pushed on. I’m really pleased I did as we closed down the leader in my age group at the start of the 4th lap. By the end of the last lap our little pack of 2 had grown to 5 as we closed on 2 and was caught by 1  other, I sat at the back of the group as we came in to T2 and let me legs recover for a few seconds and prepared myself for the run.

I had been disappointed with my run at Dorney so set off determined not to make the same mistakes this time. I had ridden hard and my legs were feeling it but kept pushing my legs to turn rather than let them come in at their in their own time, I could see that I was gaining on those ahead of me so I kept focused on picking people off, 1k in to the run I knew I was in the lead for my age-group so now it was all about my time. With the mantra of “high heals” and “elbows back” going through my head as I pushed on home.

After Dorney I was not sure I liked the new drafting rules but I am loving how it forces you to communicate in the race and work out strategies. I am so much more aware of my competitors and how they are racing it is adding a great new dimension and forming new relationships within the triathlon community.

What can I say, it was an amazing weekend, great race, great crowd, age group win, a wooden medal and a bit of Scottish sunburn. Cant wait till Llandudno.’

As raced and reported by Duncan and Colette