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then i hit the first manhole cover and the slight jolt sent a plume of pringles flying into the air. i must design some sort of lid before IM Florida. (but don't tell Richard or he'll nick my idea)
I had some pro plus and an ibuprofen to be on the safe side, and set my timer going. i have a HRM sellotaped to one side of the bar, and a countdown timer set to beep every 20 minutes (to remind me to eat) on the other. possibly i could get the HRM to countdown, but i don't understand all these new fangled gizmos so two watches it is.
i agreed with Nick afterwards that it helps having a motorbike, as it gets you used to going at speeds that most people wouldn't be comfortable with
well done you, too!
pinky and perky?
The evening before I had been shamed into forgoing beer by Don, Bill and Andy who seemed to have a different pre race diet from mine. Pity really as there was an all night party ihn the function room next to my room which wound up at 4 o'clock- we were up at quarter to. Don and I made dark plans to find out where they were sleeping and ride our bikes up and down outside whooping after we had got in from the race.
Right guys of a sensitive constitution may need to get a lady to edit my report as it concerns sections about womens matters.
Anyway I had placed various sanitary products along with huge pink ibuprofens, anti diarrhea tablets, tracker bars and iced gems in various items of kit. I was prepared.
Down at the swim start a very irritating commentator was playing bursts of euro pop and shouting at us to put our hands in the air. I had put my goggles on with 7 minutes to go then realising that they would be steamed up by the time the race started I took them off again- big mistake as next time I didn't seal them properly.
MGM PROUDLY PRESENTS
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Part Two
Monique
I hope you didn't get confooooooosed at anytime!!!
Ahem....
The second section was less crowded but the field was fanned out very wide and it was a vcase of trying to make sure that an equaol amountof people were on erach side of me when I breathed, once into the canal it got easier and I had perfected the art of giving any wandering hands a sharp kick to protect my personal space.
The wet suit came off easily, and I managed to pull on my Lampre kit (poser) without scattering pistaccios and lillets all over the place.
I got my shoes on and ran to my trusty steed, and we were off.
The swim forgotten it was time to get busy on the bike. Andy had kindly given me a bottle for the front of my bike with a big straw, only i hadn't practiced with it and cut the inside of my mouth on first use when I went over a bump.
People were passing me more or less constantly but I was going at 19 ish mph so just had to be patient. A quick check of the ginormous calves told me a few of them weren't runners and I would probably be seeing them again.
how poetic
The support round the course was excellent with a big crowd of people on the hill, I got lots of Lampre shouts and the names of Italian cyclists (I presume) I'd never heard of, I only bought the kit because it was pink.
The second lap was harder and I eventually saw Andy- but was he only just catching me up or had he in fact lapped me? at the turnnaround point I was sailing blizthely through to the finish so had to turn around and cycle through some spectators to get back on the course for my third lap, oops.
one of my better students...