Triathlon training

It is ten weeks to my second triathlon, so I went out for the whole shebang of swimming, mountain-biking and running this morning to get a feel for where I am with each of the disciplines when I throw them together.

It confirmed my suspicions that I still suck at swimming, that my biking is so-so and that running is my strongest suit.

This time, each of the distances will be longer than at my first triathlon, so I set myself rather modest targets. And this morning’s performance makes me quietly confident that I will be able to hit those targets…if I can just stick to my training programme – something that I haven’t been able to do lately.

Triathlon training

I’m aiming for a total time of sub 4 hours (allowing for 10 minutes of transition time) and today I have shown that I can churn out the necessary pace at shorter distances for swimming and biking to make it happen. So in the next ten weeks I will try to focus on a combination of speed work and doing longer distances in the pool and on the bike.

I’m not very worried about the running, but it is a sobering thought indeed that world class triathletes blitz their 10km run more than twice as fast as I have done today.

And now I’m off to the pub to counter that sobering thought.

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A piss-up in a brewery

On Saturday, at the Beat the Barrel race, I realised once again that presentation matters when you drink.

Drinking beerAlthough I certainly won’t turn up my nose at wine in a coffee mug or whisky in a plastic bottle, it is just so much better when it is consumed from the proper vessel.

Chugging beer from a 10 litre plastic bag stuffed inside a soggy cardboard box, which is what I did yesterday, isn’t quite the same as drinking (or chugging) it from a beer glass or bottle.

Not that I’m complaining – this was a race and the rules forbade decanting beer into glasses, so we had to drink straight from the bag, as fast as possible. And if you were going to be squeamish about taking turns with four other people to suck on a little plastic tap, then you won’t have enjoyed it at all.

This was a relay race with 5km laps and the “barrel” (said bag in said box) was the baton. Teams start with a full baton and must finish with an empty one. Our team, The Drinkstrong Foundation, ran and chugged beer as fast as we could, and at least we didn’t come last.

I ran the first lap and, with that out of the way, I was able to put my body on the line by doing more than my share of chugging at the end of each lap to lighten the baton as quickly as possible.

Teams employed various running and drinking strategies. Some strapped the beer box to the runner’s back, others had baby push-chairs, and others carried theirs hammock-style in a towel. Some drank the beer as they ran, others did it at the end of each lap. Some drank from the box, others took the bag out of the box for ease of handling. The size of the head on 10 litres of beer after it had been bounced about on the back of a runner for 5km is quite impressive.

Drinkstrong Foundation

The Drinkstrong Foundation: Lara, Maryke, Nick, Bellend and Charlotte.

 

The beer was provided by Brüpond Brewery and their premises was the race HQ. At times it felt quite surreal, standing in a quad on an industrial estate, on a grey winter’s day, surrounded by people in strange clothes who are taking turns to drink brown liquid with lots of foam on top from taps in huge plastic bags.

One of the industries fronting onto the quad was a church specialising in bargain-basement salvation. I don’t know what the churchy types who came and went there during the day thought of all this drinking and general mayhem. They probably had a special prayer service the next morning to exorcise the area, and a laying-on of hands for those affected by this terrible sight.

More pictures of strange people drinking beer

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Performance diminishing drugs

In these days of controversy over performance enhancing drugs in sports, some of us have to stand up and say “Enough!”. We have to try to establish some sort of equilibrium by taking performance diminishing drugs.

That is why I will be participating in Beat the Barrel this weekend.

Teams of any number from two to five people will run 5km laps with a 18 pint (10.23 litre) barrel of beer. The first team to finish with an empty barrel wins. Race HQ is a brewery in north-east London and most of the course is through nearby marshland.

These are the rules:

  • For each person in the team a 5km lap must be completed, e.g. 2=10km, 5=25km.
  • Each person must complete at least one lap, but can run more.
  • The barrel must complete all the laps.
  • You can only drink directly from the barrel and not decant into glasses.

It is quite obvious that team strategy has to take into account various factors. A lighter barrel means faster laps, but runners with the performance diminishing drug beer coursing through their veins will run slower laps. Do team members each play to their strengths, with some drinking more and some running more, or do they share the workload equally? Is it better to break your seal sooner, later, or not at all? (It may be prudent to save some urine, lest the organisers require a sample.) The optimal strategy for a two member team may differ from that of a five member team.

Our team strategy has not been finalised yet – some of us will only meet one another for the first time on race day – but I’m sure that the five of us will look resplendent in our yellow shirts with “The Drinkstrong Foundation” emblazoned across our chests and backs.

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Orienteering and Tiger Woods

orienteeringOrienteering is an excellent way of combining interval training with trail running.

Start running…stop to check map…start running…stop to backtrack out of impenetrable undergrowth…start running…slow down to jog to check map…twist ankle in rut because I’m looking at the map not the terrain…stop to check map…start running…stop to check in at checkpoint, aaaand repeat.

It is also a good way (I hope) of racking up some experience that should come in handy when I go adventure racing one day.

I did my third orienteering race this weekend and even though I came 58th out of 63 finishers and was beaten by two guys who are older than 70 years, it was great fun. Lots of room for improvement!

What held me back wasn’t that I sucked in general. It was the fact that it took me ages to find some of the nineteen checkpoints. On the other checkpoints I was right up there – not with the best, but at least with the middle of the pack.

I guess it’s a little like golf. Occasionally, I’ve made par on a hole. And occasionally, Tiger Woods has bogeyed a hole. The difference between Tiger Woods and me is consistency – it is about what is the exception and what is the norm in your performance.

So the same goes for how consistently I can find the quickest routes between checkpoints and then how quickly I can find that cunningly hidden checkpoint itself.

Becoming a faster runner will also help. And maybe also practising to squint in such a way that one eye can read the map while the other watches where I’m running.

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A strange year

About me2012 was a strange year.

I did my first multi-day ultra marathon and my first (sprint) triathlon, which are achievements that I’m proud of.

I also started doing orienteering, which I really enjoy and which will help to prepare me for adventure races.

But my training mileage for the year sucks big time. I ran a measly 981km in 2012, compared to 1,680km in 2011 and 1,601km in 2010. If I add the little mountain biking and swimming that I started doing in the second half of 2012, my overall training distance still comes to only 1,157km.

I did fuck-all training in the last two weeks of this year.

New Year’s resolutions aren’t really my thing, but this rot obviously has to stop in 2013. So I’ve set myself some measurable goals (not resolutions).

  • Run 2,000km (obviously ramping it up gradually during the year).
  • Do a multi-day, multi-sport endurance race before the end of the year.
  • Get my current weight of around 97kg down to below 90kg and keep it there, without drinking less beer or starving myself.
  • This has nothing to do with endurance, but I would also like to get my proficiency in Spanish from “basic” to “conversational”.

And I’ve entered for my second triathlon to motivate me to train properly again: The Merchant Taylor’s Cross Triathlon in May, which involves a 1.5km open water swim, 30km mountain-bike and 10km run.

Here’s to a successful and (more importantly) a happy New Year to everyone who took the trouble to read this far!

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4 hour marathon “not a runner’s time”? Sod you!

David Castle, the editor of Running Fitness magazine, says in a BBC article that a 4 hour marathon is “not a runner’s time”. He also says: “When we talk about runners becoming proper runners, [it might be] under 3:30 [for a marathon].” This makes me extremely angry. Who the hell does he think he is to decide who is a … …more

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Losing my triathlon virginity (it hurt)

So, on Sunday I lost my triathlon virginity. It hurt like hell (because I had gout in my right foot), but in spite of that I quite enjoyed it. Unlike when you lose (or get rid of, as I like to phrase it) your sexual virginity, your performance during your first triathlon is there for everyone to see and to … …more

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Sports injury? My foot!

I’m supposed to be doing a triathlon tomorrow, but I’m still nursing a sports injury from last weekend’s Beerathon. Yes, gout is a sports injury if the sport involves downing several pints of booze and stuffing your face with things like pork pies and pasties in between running one mile laps. Since Tuesday I’ve been hobbled by a severe gout … …more

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I blame it on the heat

It is thoroughly disheartening when you are running in a race consisting of five one mile laps and near the end of lap two you are already being lapped by one of the front-runners – resplendent in his Roman emperor outfit. This year’s Great British Beerathon did not go as well for me as last year’s. Despite the fact that … …more

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Guzzling, munching, splashing, pedalling, running

My next two races neatly epitomise the subject matter and ethos of this blog. Next weekend I will step up to the start line of The Great British Beerathon. It consists of five laps of one mile each, interspersed by slobstacles. A slobstacle means downing a pint of booze and cramming a typical British dish (think pork pies and Cornish … …more

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