All through writing that last chapter my brother-in-law has been texting me about his triathlon plans this year.
He is already planning a Marathon, a 5 k swim, 2 x 70.3 (half Ironman or “Irongirl” as I keep telling him) an olympic distance triathlon (these are what the Brownlies do and are effectively only quarter triathlons, or half an “Irongirl) a 14k swim in the Thames, a handful of off-road races, a couple of loch swims and a Greek training camp.
He had a crash on Christmas day and has written off his bike but to recover he has done 7km of swimming over the past 4 days.
Compared to this frenetic pace, since New Year’s Day have seen me upping my standard weekly excersise from a 7 mile run and game of tennis to:
- 1 x session of yoga
- 1km swim
- 1 x 7 mile runs
- 1:30hrs on the bike during which I cycled round a random mediteranean island courtesy of Youtube
And I didn’t quite manage that both weeks – although I did do the run, the tennis and the yoga!
Also I plan to do only one competition and my warm weather training will be wearing a wooly jumper under my flourescent cycling jacket.
Of course this is only the start. I do plan to try a bit harder. For a start, although I know I can run the distance and cycle half the distance required, I have never swam further than 1 mile.
But I am mindful of the plight of my running partner Mike in Lisbon who blew up half way through training and was left walking the course: I don’t want to over do it.