A 5am alarm call this morning as we all head over to the Blithfield
Reservoir near Abbotts Bromley, Staffordshire. I’m competing in Blithfield
Triathlon, Sprint version. L and the boys are along to support.
So a 750m swim, a 20km bike and a 5k run. While the last two
parts are like falling off a log, the first part is a bit like falling into a reservoir.
Which should at least involve swallowing less detritus that at Holme Pierrepont as
in theory we’re swimming in tomorrow’s drinking water.
My swim is memorable, for the wrong reasons, again I can’t
get my stroke going and I'm very thankful I’m not doing the Olympic distance as this
would mean doing a second lap of the swim circuit. Note to self - when I do
enter an Olympic distance race, make sure it’s not a two lap, the temptation to abort would just be too great.
Thereafter
I don’t rush transition, four minutes I believe
it was, as I’m practising more for the longer distances than this one.
Obviously I still need to work on the swim bit... I try
all the kit I would use on a half ironman bike, probably putting on more
layers that are perhaps necessary and also gloves which I wouldn't
usually bother with in a sprint tri. As an experiment, wearing my
calve supports under my wetsuit worked well. They are still in place and
being
wet doesn’t half their effectiveness.
I head out on to the bike course, which has been altered due to
flooding and now includes quite a steep but short climb, which I love. It's a scenic
route that also takes us back across the reservoir on a causeway. As ever it takes 5 miles to get into the bike,
which is almost half way but it goes well.
My transition to the run is much shorter; I even found
some running shoes with elastic laces in the back of the cupboard which helps.
The run takes us along the edge of the reservoir and again upon
the causeway before turning around as we head for home. It’s a flat run and
would have been fast had it not been on a gritty, rocky track that makes me
worry for my ankles.
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