Singularity

Blinkin’ flip

Nov.12, 2006, filed under Miscellany

Not impressedTook Fingal out yesterday. First time on a bike in a month, after a chest infection that cleared up and then came back. I’m still coughing a bit and a little snotty, but with the Embra Tri on the 1st January I thought I’d better get some bike time in.

Frood was going along to Mum and Dad’s shed to play pirate in their hired minidigger so I said I’d take the bike and meet him there. It’s about 45 minutes ride to Mum and Dad’s house from here (at a comfortable 17 – 18mph) and then the shed is another 45 minutes past that. The roads between Kirkcaldy and Largo are quite busy, but the lanes to the shed are quiet.

Oh gods. It was humiliating. I was gobsmacked by how little strength I have, and I’m not just talking dead legs. Also it was pretty bloody cold yesterday and the air was torture on my upper airways, which I suppose must still be inflamed. By the time I got to Mum and Dad’s place I realised that while I had head to continue, and could have got there, it was probably a bloody stupid thing to do.

I called Frood and he said they were only going to be another half an hour anyway. It was getting dark — I have plenty of lights, but dark means colder — and so I took the sensible option and went into the house to drink tea and wait for them.

I am starting to get seriously concerned about whether or not I have time to get properly fit for this tri. Right now I’m pinning a great deal of trust on my ability to pick up the Total Immersion technique quickly for the swim section, and make up some time there.

This is why I shouldn’t race, Munky. I’m too competitive for my own good. And I have this habit of finding stuff I want to buy because I have an excuse in the form of an event: like this Orca women’s tri suit, for instance.

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