Saturday, 23 January 2010

Planned swims and hangover

Went out last night and made a bit of a prat of myself. Am ok today, but not well rested and not all together there upstairs. So today is an intellectual write-off, but I'm going to attempt to salvage something from this - I am going swimming later. In my brand new, very tight swim shorts.

And tomorrow I'm training for rugby and playing a game of football. So training, after a few days of resting, is back on schedule. Sort of...

Monday, 11 January 2010

Applications are difficult...

You know something is tough when you're staring out of the window at the swirling snow and looking forward to your break. The break where you'll don the running shoes and go test your mettle. The 'something' I'm referring to is applying to various financial institutions for a summer internship.

This is proving to be a tougher and longer process than I ever imagined as they want me to spell out and elaborate each detail on my CV on several different application forms, and then want me to upload my CV anyway. Am I missing a trick, or are they looking for me to repeat myself?

I thought I'd post about how I'm getting the motivation to train in the snow. Yes, it's difficult, but dammit, it's a helluva lot better than applying for internships, so sign me up!

Saturday, 9 January 2010

Triathlon training begins...with a story!

So, it's a new year, a new goal (a sprint triathlon in September, and a new me. This year I'm going to get fit. Normally I'd stick 'again' at the end of that sentence, but I'm am going to finish the year fitter than I've ever been, hopefully peaking at the start of September for the triathlon.

A couple of details firstly... Last year my friend Ash and I were 2 of the 3 members of a team that did the very same triathlon as I'm planning on conquering this year. We raised a load of money for charity and had a laugh. What we hadn't anticipated was the tri-bug. It was so much fun, so addictive, that we had to do it again, individually this time. And much, much faster!

So Ash and I decided to place a little wager between ourselves as to who would be the victor. Currently all the smart money is on him, simply because he's a lot more active, cycles and swims a lot better than me, and is in much better shape than me (his VO2 max is high enough for me to worry about it, though I have no frame of reference).

So 2010 is the year in which I am going to go hard, or go home. Except that I'm not giving myself the 2nd option. I am going to push and push, train and train, until I am ready. Last year I squeezed my training into the last 2 weeks before the race - I hurt my knees on 2 occasions, having rested them after the first time (!), AND I wasn't as fit as I thought I was... the race was horrible, painful, looooooooooong (although 5k isn't very long for me, being a runner) and culminated with an ill-advised, but truly epic, sprint finish, at which my body said, "No way mate". I vomited just after the finish line.

None of that will happen this year. I am going to storm to victory!

And then gloat some!