Triathlon - one week on...

Have I recovered?  No, not really, although I started breathing normally on about Wednesday...  I was also Rather Chuffed to discover that in my age group (Female, 50-54) I was 11th out of 21.  About half-way through the field then - not bad for a rubbish runner.  Really quite chuffed with that...

And I have done absolutely NOTHING this week.  Partly out of utter knackeredness - triathlon on Sunday, full working week, late night at a gig with the Melodeon Master on Monday and early start to work in Bristol on Wednesday followed by dinner after work with my very handsome nephew on the same day.  Is it my age?  A triathlon and two late nights in 4 days is just too much...

And there is a posh photo too:

That's my 'concentrating' face.  The photo was taken in the tricky chicane bit of the course where I was trying desperately NOT to touch the brakes going round the corner, and also trying NOT to plough into the person ahead of me, who I was catching up...

You can see that I have long-since abandoned the posh pedal clip thingies.  Kept falling off the bike when stationary - not a good idea, and soooooo un-cool.  Really must put the shoes and pedals on Ebay and buy something more useful with the money they fetch.  Like gin.

I will look for another triathlon to do this summer.  Just for fun.  Yes, you can remind me I said 'fun' at some stage when I'm muttering about triathlons...  Not for a while yet though.  

We have the Melodeon Master's party to plan...