Weathermen

There I was sitting in my living room this morning with my second cup of coffee in my hands looking outside muttering to myself about the look of the sky and saying something along the lines of it being the calm before the storm. However despite the black clouds the BBC weather woman advised me that if I headed east I'd be fine......Tomorrow morning I'm watching ITV weather- enough said. 3 hours later I got home soaked and tired from battling a headwind for the last hour or so.

I have to own up here and say that in a huffy mood I left the trusty steed outside for a good hour whilst I showered, ate and drank some more coffee. With pangs of guilt I finally went outside to dry it of and bring it inside. Hopefully I'll be forgiven before tomorrows ride.

Thankfully it was in slightly better spirits that I went running tonight in the rain for splashing through the puddles is a heck of a lot better than riding through them. The clouds even parted in the last twenty minutes so I was able to tired after my run sit on the front step admiring the calm after the storm. Some days it's just got to be done even if it's not the most enjoyable experience.

The only other interesting event as of late is that I sat a new personal pull up record in the gym of a whopping 5!!!- It was a big moment for me. Was it embarrassing that the rugby boy next to me was doing reps of ten with 15kilos attached to his waist? Yes. Was it even more embarrassing that one of the little tennis chicks managed to do 7pull ups? Definitely, Next time I'll get her though. I've already warned her.

David McNamee, International Triathlete

Rubbing Salt in the Wounds

The snow is falling and my car seems permanently frozen, so today I took the mountain bike out on the roads for I decided to have a small separation from my turbo. After 3 days in a row it just gets to repetitive and theres only so much afternoon TV you can watch whilst moving your legs round. Even though the logical part of my brain was telling me that riding over ice should surely result in a painful ending, the mountain bike was having none of it and kept rooted to the ground. However after 5 hours my fingers and feet were passed the frozen stage but worse than that I had inhaled a few kilograms of salt from all the grit on the road. After brushing my teeth 3 times in an hour its finally going away and I`ve thawed out but the fan heater is still staying on just in case.

Despite the weather training has been going well since I came back from Spain. The long of hours of training and living like a monk appears to be paying of as my fitness is improving and I`m slowly getting stronger (one step at a time). Well I suppose its time to layer up again and get some running in. Till next time….

David McNamee - International Triathlete