Daz Does Tri

After my recent moans and groans and despite the shite weather I have actually managed to string some decent training together. Paris marathon is rapidly approaching and despite not feeling particularly fast I am feeling fitter than I ever have with all the X training I have been doing. Run wise, a couple of 10-12 mile runs at sub 7's feeling easy and a couple of 8's at 6.30s feeling comfortable on top of the 24 I did a couple of weeks ago point to a 2.50ish run being in the right ball park. Don't think I've done enough tempo work to run a 2.45 BUT Paris was always supposed to be a stepping stone to Ironman.

So, after Saturdays nightmare ride it was suffer Sunday !! 24 miles with Stevie B and the monkey boy. Really dreading this having not done nearly enough long runs. But I swear by this in marathon prep and it's never let me down the last 3 marathons I've done. Well, they've all been shit but running like a twat and not distance was the problem! Set off nice and easy from Godmanchester. Blah blah long story very short. Easy opening miles, hold back pace, farmers field, shitty trainers, Kye fucks off with Lucozade, big hills, car drivers being twats, wind, torrential rain, avoid puddles, more hills, give up avoiding puddles, lots of mud, feel better, smash quads on downhill, big laugh at previous en-route shit stop, bad patch, big hill, co-op stop, cramp, couple of easy miles, torrential rain, hail stones, done. 3 hrs 4 mins for 7.39/mm avge. Not fast but route was not easy so over the moon with that considering the running I've done.

So, today was the Wiggle 'No-Excuses' epic sportive. 80 miles with a nice 30 commute there and back from Cambourne to make my first century ride. Or not, the excuse given was bad weather so only the standard 40 mile route would be on today! Up nice and early, rode to Mr T's house then blasted with a fierce follow wind to Huntingdon racecourse at 20 mph avge feeling pretty easy. Find out the route is down to 40, bollocks, wait for Ed and we're off!

Head's been down this week. After nailing a pretty good run/ride last week (18 mile run and 78 mile ride) I went and got absolutely shit faced watching Spurs beat Arsenal on Sunday :) Great game, but not used to drinking and excelled myself by having both a pre-match and post-match Kebab (sit down mixed before the game, walkabout dirty donna after the game). Nice! So Monday was hangover day and true to form felt god awful tired all day. Had the best intentions of swimming but meetings at work overran, swimming lessons with the kids, Ange out, kids to bed and only headed out for a very tired late run. Went OK considering, couldn't push myself bur 8 miles at about 6:50 pace. Tuesday woke up with a stinking sore throat. Really bad and had to go into work. Came home and monged on the sofa before going to bed at 7pm.