“Enjoy your
last day as a triathlon virgin” said Ben Webeck of ABCPure coaching.
I feel like
a character from Game of Thrones or a cold war spy that’s about to defect. For
years I have taken the mickey out of triathletes, shunned them for their poor
bike handling skills and slight self-righteousness. I have got the same weird
look from all of my cycling friends when I have told them that I am doing a
triathlon; a dirty look that says “why would you want to do that”? Yet here I
stand, on the brink of betraying my kin and becoming one of “them”. And I know
that once I have taken this step, there’s no turning back.
It is a
strange and foreign world to me though. For a start, these guys seem to never
stop training. The place is full of triathletes running up and down the roads,
sweat dripping down their faces, or wetsuit round their waists heading for yet
another swim. Does tapering not exist in the world of triathlon? I thought the
idea was to get to the line fresh and ready to go? I took my bike for a gentle
shake down yesterday (never came out of the little ring) and there were guys
hammering past me in full aero helmets in 27 degree heat!!!! While the most I
intend to do on the day before is a quick ride up and down the street to make
sure my Di2 battery charged properly, some of these guys are going to swim,
bike and run!!!!!!!
It’s been
great to bump into so many Bespoke customers while I’ve been out here.
According to the event program, over 25% of the field is British….. a fact I
must remember if I feel the urge to curse at people for getting in my way on
the bike leg. It’s also the first Ironman run event for 36% of the
competitors….. though how many of this 36% are also complete triathlon virgins
I have no idea. Seeing as there are 3500 people doing this, we got registered
nice and early. I got my first “Ironman” rucksack (which was the first time I
realised I was officially “one of them” now) and my pack with transition bags
and numbers. HOW MANY NUMBERS!!!! They seem to go everywhere, there’s 3 on the
helmet alone!!!!
I’d like to
say a huge thank you to Ben and Cat from ABCPure coaching for taking me under
their wing and showing me the ropes. On the first day they took me down to the
beach for my first ever open water swim. The water by the beach is so calm you
can almost see your reflection in it. After a quick intro into how to get a
wetsuit on, we were into the water and away. I was surprised at how much I
liked it. Not having a wall to hit meant I could concentrate on my stroke. I
even swam in a straight line….. sort of. And sighting the buoys was reasonably
easy too. I hadn’t planned to swim too far but before I knew it I was 400m out
but I’m glad I did because that’s where the waves started. These weren’t too
bad and it was good to experience them.
At 500m I said goodbye from Ben and Cat and cut across to the other
side. This is when I looked back to the shore….. damn it looked a long way
away. But I realised that it was very easy to float for a bit and take a rest
before heading back. All told, I finished and felt good and I no longer fear
the dreaded swim.
So, all
that’s left is to rack my bike, hang my transition bags and eat my body weight
in pasta. Then it’s a sleepless night and it’s all systems go. Weather report
looks thankfully favourable for a ginger person (but it won’t stop me bathing
in factor 50+). As you’ll see from the pictures, I’m bib number 1033 and start
at 8:30am CET. Follow my progress at ironmanlive.com.
The bike is racked, the race bags are hung.
Ben Hallam the cyclist is dead; long live triathlete Ben.
Ben Hallam the cyclist is dead; long live triathlete Ben.
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