Well time sure is flying by. I wish the magpies would. Christmas next month! Not to mention half-Iron. Can't be that hard. Right? So four months to go. Six months gone. Is any one else feeling a little jittery? I did a short duathlon on Monday night. I was puffed! I must be fit, I am doing a fair bit of training. Perhaps it is just secret fitness that hides away and just comes out when I need it?
I used my wetsuit in anger on Sunday. It was a splendid hot day...and the lake was absolutely fricken freezing Mr Bigglesworth. The bits under the wetsuit were warm as, but the ice cream headache was frankly debilitating. Plus I seem to be well and truly programmed to stop every 25m and look for a wall to turn around at. I didn't find too many in the lake but I kept stopping to check if there were any just in case. I guess I'll need to work on that.
My triathlon idols Marie and Josh are representing NZ in their age groups at the World Long Distance Champs this weekend in Las Vegas - what legends!
So until next time, run down those magpies and give cyclists 1.5m breathing space!
love
Ironmaiden
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