Today I went out with 3 of my club mates today; all three are preparing from Ironman Switzerland. I was doing a shorter ride, 77 miles whereas they went on and completed 100. Group riding is fun in that you get some chat as you go along and you also keep up a good pace but as the ride went on and we headed back into wind I began to drop off the back. I wasn't familiar with the route and felt I was in the "valley of the dead" at one stage with an endless road and I had no idea how long it was to the next village. The head wind was constant and every incline / hill I came to I just dropped back further.
My mates tried to encourage me and once again I was reminded that it "miles in your legs" that matter.
Was it fun, no. Did I want to find a taxi and throw in my bike in the back and head home, yes. But it's days like today that make you an ironman. It doesn't come without pushing yourself physically and mentally, oh and some pain!
Tomorrow is Neil's big day so early start to help prepare him for an event that a year ago would have seemed impossible.
Saturday 4 June 2011
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