"I made it!". Usually the first thought I have when reaching that mount/dismount line after the bike leg of a triathlon. The thought of getting out of the saddle and stretching my legs and back properly after 180km's on the bike is something to look forward to, even if it means that next up is
Ok, so the vomiting finally ceased at about 15 weeks. I made a note in my diary about it. It literally says "You felt like crap for 15 weeks, rethink child no 2". I have officially moved into the second trimester in the creation of Coach Junior (Ok, so while writing this, I am technically
Please. Make. It. Stop. It is just after 2 am. I am on my knees in front of the toilet, dry heaving the living daylights out of my body. Again. I lost count of how many times my nausea had me running today. This cannot be normal? So I grab my phone and literally punch
So my 2019 racing season did not really pan out as I was hoping or training for. End of 2018 I won my age group provincially and was training to compete on national level early the following year. I was excited because I had a new training focus for 2019. Then Coach Junior happened.... Supporter
The last day of the training camp is always the best. I save the toughest workouts for the last day, would love to say something truly scientific about it, but I am just a sucker for a last bit of torture. We made some adjustments in the week and changed the last run of the