next time maybe i’ll train

so once upon a time, a few weeks ago, on a wednesday night after work, i ran a sprint triathlon on the grounds of a castle with a few friends. nerves ran high. mostly because none of us had really trained or knew what we were doing. erika and i sniffed fresh lavender we found in the garden to try and help calm us down. we all rocked up to the pre-swim meeting wearing nothing but little swimsuits; all the other racers were decked out in wetsuits. the race official gave our motley crew one look and said, “well obviously the experts have just turned up.” clearly. considering my lack of preparation and the fact that i didn’t use a road bike, i think i did alright. as i finished the course, i thought to myself, “maybe next time i’ll train. i think i could be decent at this if i actually trained.” duh. pretty sure i said the very same thing the last time i did a triathlon. and ever other time i do something that i should have been more prepared for. some things never change….

yeah, yeah. my transition time could use some work. okay, all of my splits could use some work.

 

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