It’s Tuesday. We’re all back at work after a nice Easter break. Next Tuesday I’m off to Israel! It’s my first A-race of the year, and a pretty big one at that. The European Triathlon Championships for us age-groupers (i.e. amateurs) is on the Friday and Saturday next week, in the sunny, hot and often blowy Eilat by the Red Sea. I’m looking forward to the sun, although I’m often not much use in it, and I’m well prepared for the wind.
With all the costs, logistics and hassle of getting myself and my carbon stuff all the way to the Middle East I’ll be chuffed if I’m goggled up and ready to go on the hooter. It’s a bit of a learning curve, pushing me out of my comfort zone (and I hate travelling – like being places, hate getting there) and I’m hoping this will be a long term thing, so getting there, starting and finishing, learning and enjoying are big parts of next week’s racing. I’m in great shape right now too, so if all goes very well and I can crank out all I’ve got it’ll be great to see how I compare.
I’ll be wearing the skin tight blue & white, and sharing a room with another GB athlete so it’ll be good to meet some people and spend some time with little to do but, well, do little at the end of a taper and then hammer it. Followed by doing little. It might be good for my blood pressure.
I’ll avoid taking a computer but I’ll pocket some gadgets so if the hotel WiFi gods are in a good mood hopefully I’ll be flooding my areas of t’internet with pics and words. If I can nab a 30-pin iPhone Ant+ dongle off anyone I’ll upload some data too.
Right, back to positive thinking and checking my check lists. Really hoping it’s not so windy that my disk wheel gets banned… And that I don’t step on anything poisonous in the sea… And that I don’t eat anything dodgy… And must work out a puncture kit as I can’t take CO2 canisters on the plane…
