I got an email on Tuesday saying that it was my last chance to enter the Shock Absorber WomenOnly Triathlon 2012. On paper, it looked like a daft idea. It was today. And yesterday, I was up in the north doing a parkrun and a 10km trailblazer. And I’ve not swum at all for 11 months. And everyone knows that triathlons require specialist kit. You need a posh bike, and a race belt, and a tri suit, and a wet suit, and elastic laces, and velcro fastening bike shoes.
But my mind works in mysterious ways. “Hold on”, it said. “You didn’t bother with a posh bike last time you did a triathlon. You used your Brompton. And you didn’t bother with a tri suit, you just cycled in running shorts. And elastic laces only saved you 30 seconds in transition, which at your speed is pretty much immaterial. And you still have the race belt from five years ago. Somewhere. And you own a wet suit, because you did the Great North Swim two years ago. And your bike shoes have velcro fastenings because they’re the ones you bought to do your one and only triathlon. So maybe it’s not a daft idea. In fact, it’s definitely not a daft idea. Oh, go on. You know you want to.”
So I did.
400m swim (Breast stroke. Apparently not swimming for 11 months before plunging into a lake is not a particularly good idea.)
21.2km cycle (A diversion due to Olympic preparations added 0.3km to each of the four laps.)
5km run (I say run. Grimacing plod would be a better description.)
No idea about the time. I decided to run without electronics and the results aren’t yet up. But it was fun. And it was nearly double the distance of my previous effort. And it counts for Juneathon.