...you nearly throw up whilst you're swimming. Which is exactly what happened to me last night. I hadn't swam over 1500m since 2nd September (just before I departed for Oz), so the 3000m club session in the fastest lane was always going to be tough. It never occured to me not to finish (in fact, I posted some OK times - 2:44 average for 200m for example), but boy did it hurt. Still, nice to know I can grit my teeth and just go for it even if the endurance isn't quite there. After all, that's probably what I'll have to do this weekend at some point.
I was looking over Leicester Tri Club's forum yesterday. Someone had mentioned that they'd like a cheap as chips triathlon where they don't have to pay for any extra stuff like the goodie bags and t-shirts. Now, I agreed with the goodie bag comment (they're usually full of cr*p), but I really wouldn't want to go without my T-Shirts. You can have too many some people might say - but I've reached 42 and haven't got tired yet. I'll be able to get them out when I'm 90, and brag about how I was once very fit. Likelihood is, no one will believe me, but nevertheless, I like my T-Shirts!
25/09/09
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