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Commuterville

As far as training goes, the week's been a bit of a washout as will become obvious in a moment. I suppose, trying to give it a positive spin I have been able to do some preparation for the forthcoming weeks ahead. Not preparation in the physical, 'let's lay a base foundation of fitness' but preparing stuff. Early on in the week, I took my long neglected Trek off the turbo and spent a few hours giving it a thorough overhaul; new chain and sprockets, brake blocks, tyres, bar tape (still had the original tape on which was over 4 years old; euugh!!) mudguards on, gears and brakes adjusted. This was all ready for me to use it over the winter to get me to work and back as well as training on. While everything was set up really nicely and working well, my quads had a bit of a shock now with only 16 gears on a double set up, instead of the Euros's 20 gears on a compact. I guess that it will all be good for my cycling muscular endurance over the winter period. I have learnt…

A cunning plan

This week and the next week or so has been about planning for the next nine months or so in the lead up to my chosen long course event next summer. I have even been busy colour coding the various periods within the training cycle. Heck, I might even write the odd macro or two. ;-) All this is in the pursuit of what I would define as my 'perfect' race, which I know I am a very long way from. After the Little Woody I felt tired and needed a bit of a break, but I have kept ticking over and I have really enjoyed commuting to work on my Van Nic, absolutely spanking it past the stationary queues of traffic. I have ordered some goodies from Wiggle which I am going to use to give my old Trek a bit of an overhaul in preparation for what the worst of winter will throw at it while the Van Nic gets bolted to the turbo for the winter.

I am unfortunately a bit crocked again. I tried to go for a long run last week but had to cut it short to one hour when my left achilles flared up quite bad…

First Post (kind of)

I suppose that this should be some sort of introduction and explaination, so let's get the niceties out of the way first.
I am a middle of pack (mop to the uninitiated) triathlete. My first triathlon was a sprint event way back in 1989 after I had been getting bored with running, which had always been my main sport. (again, MOP, sometimes a bit higher if a strung some training together). Every five or ten years I would half-heartedly get back into running or even give triathlon another go, lose a stone or so and then stop and put the weight back on. It was a constant yo-yo with no real ambition, aim or point to what I was doing other than the vague aim to 'get fit'. And then about six years ago a colleague at work passed away following a sudden illness and that same week I saw a photograph of myself that had been taken at a family party, that showed me with big rosy cheeks and one more chin than I should have had. These events were the wake up call that told me I needed to…