I like the Cotswold Tri; itís
nice and local, just 20 minutes or so from home to the start. It also helps
that, when the mood takes me, I can ride the cycle part of the course Ė just a
shame that it takes me 20km to get to a point where I can ride 20km before, you
guessed it, riding 20km home. Makes for a good ride though!
The day dawned grey, as one might
expect for early September. The ground was very wet underfoot and puddles
abounded in the transition area, which made setting up a rather more careful
process than usual. I bumped into a couple of friends, one of whom I met at
last years event, and it was good to catch up with them before the start.
For various reasons I was running
a little late, so didnít have time to run through my usual pre-race routine but
suffice to say my wetsuit soon warmed up once I found myself standing knee-deep
in the lake. Iím not a great one for hitting the front and indulging in the
Ďsalmon-thrashí, so stayed at the back and let everyone else race off. Even at
this point Iím still a little bothered about my shoulder, so I gave it a few
yards, maybe a hundred, before reverting to breaststroke and, as was the case
last year found myself being overtaken by the leaders of two waves back as I
exited the water. As usual, nicely slow.
T1 was a pain, I just couldnít
undo the zip, probably because it had been fastened differently for a change.
Thankfully a steward was close by and did the necessary Ė thanks Angie.
Got out onto the bike fairly
quickly, for once the large plastic block on my shoes was useful in giving me
some purchase on the muddy ground. The ride itself was fine for the first few
kilometres, but the stretch up the A419 to Cirencester was tortuous, or t least
felt like it. The climb out of Ciren was something of a relief, as was the
blast back into T2. Slow though.
So, finally, I started the run.
My legs by this stage felt dead, and there was no life in them whatsoever. I
got through most of the first lap without stopping but the second was such hard
work. About a kilometre out I was joined by a cute blonde I recognised as being
a marshal last year (funny Iíd remember huh?) and together we pushed one another
in to the finish. I didnít note the number but, judging by the results, thanks
Claire (hope I got the name right).
I was 358th, and last
in my age group, again. The times were 23:16, 46:49 and 31:45 for a total of
1:41:52. I am actually fairly happy with the run time, and know that my swim
needs some work, Iíll be working on that during the winter months. The bike was
very poor, I can shave 10 minutes off that in training! So, all in all, a
pretty poor day at the office, over 10 minutes slower on 2007. Mind you, as far
as Iím concerned any finish is a good finish, and there is always next year for