Clearly I did when I signed up for one, thinking that my
back would be better, thinking that this would be a better challenge to work
towards. Being a multi discipline event I would be able to breakdown my
training in order to lessen the impact on my back and not hinder my recovery
any further. All very good in theory, oh very good indeed.
So signing up for a Sprint distance triathlon seemed like as
good a place as any to start, small distances, all of which I knew I could
manage individually so I would just need to pout them together.
In my head the worst part was always getting onto a bike
when wet, I mean when is doing anything directly after leaping out of a pool a
good idea unless its grabbing a cocktail and laying down on a sun lounger in
some hot climes.
But apparently I was wrong, this morning I went on a bike
ride, 10 hilly miles and a circular route through Crockenhill. All went well,
and much better since pumping up my tyres (rooky mistake last week). I rolled
up at home after the ride, hopped off the bike and my legs were immediately rendered
incapable of doing anything.
Sh!t how will I manage, there is only a month to go!
Bike to run brick sessions definitely required.
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