Why is this blog the way it is?
I train everyday, sometimes even twice a day (apart from that cherished rest day). A few people have asked me why there are not some more serious training posts.
Well I am new at triathlon and find it hard to offer anything on training programs. Plus there are some great blogs out there (like http://www.everymantri.com/ ) full of good info
Instead you get my somewhat bizarre training observations like…..
I only like to swim in dry clothes.
When I go jogging I try to focus on my form, pace and breathing. The other day I went for a run and saw a dude jogging in the distance with two boxes of Krispy Kremes. It is safe to say that my form, pace and breathing went out the window…I just had to catch him. When I got him I was fairly puffed but it felt very good….although I am not sure how much of an accomplishment it is to overtake a fat bastard carrying two dozen donoughts.
And finally there just some things you do not do whilst naked in a change room
1. Stretch
2. Dry your hair (I know I am a bald man but why dry your hair naked?)
3. Drop things
4. Then bend over / squat to pick up what ypu have dropped
Less than 4 weeks to go!
Cheers
Greg
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Tuesday, September 30, 2008
Friday, August 1, 2008
Bugger
This week was a good training week with strong swims, light jogging and some gentle work on the bike. Today should have been the cherry on top, a swim to finish of the week.
I got to the pool (which is by far the hardest part) and started getting undressed. Now in case you had not picked up on it I am not what you would call an exhibitionist. Basically I am a shy guy who does not like taking his shirt off in public let alone stripping down.
So there I was in a freezing changing room, naked as the day I was born, ready to change into my Speedo's. I took out my towel, goggles, ear plugs and swimming top only to discover that I could not find my Speedo's. I was determined to swim (after all I had walked there) so I started to go through every part of my bag to see if the speeds were in a different section.
Whilst naked
I was taking things out of my bag, shaking my bag and looking in pockets that were to small even for Speedo's. I was a naked man possessed.
After about a minute of increasingly frantic searching it dawned on me
I was naked.
At that point I admitted defeat, got dressed and left the pool
Mental note
Unpack before getting undressed
Cheers
Greg
I got to the pool (which is by far the hardest part) and started getting undressed. Now in case you had not picked up on it I am not what you would call an exhibitionist. Basically I am a shy guy who does not like taking his shirt off in public let alone stripping down.
So there I was in a freezing changing room, naked as the day I was born, ready to change into my Speedo's. I took out my towel, goggles, ear plugs and swimming top only to discover that I could not find my Speedo's. I was determined to swim (after all I had walked there) so I started to go through every part of my bag to see if the speeds were in a different section.
Whilst naked
I was taking things out of my bag, shaking my bag and looking in pockets that were to small even for Speedo's. I was a naked man possessed.
After about a minute of increasingly frantic searching it dawned on me
I was naked.
At that point I admitted defeat, got dressed and left the pool
Mental note
Unpack before getting undressed
Cheers
Greg
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