Triathlon 8 - 52x52 Challenge

Triathlon number 8 was oddly the first one that seemed to breeze by. Maybe it was the Storm Eunice effect pushing me forward, she was certainly giving it a go. The morning started a little off as I woke suddenly at 6.45am to the noise of garden furniture flying around and the first thing I thought, apart from hoping my furniture doesn’t land on a witch, was that it was 6.45am and I never lay in that late! I had awoken late and with a headache and the weather was howling - for a minute I thought - I can’t do this today - but then a minute after that I had cleaned my teeth, put on my kit and was swimming by 7am. Obviously not in the sea as that would be especially foolish today. After the swim and the bike (again indoors as I couldn’t cycle outside in this wind) I popped on my shoes and ran down my road until I hit the seafront. There was no one around! It was spookily quiet at the beach. Everyone clearly is still listening to the news and truly believes that Storm Eunice will fly you away. Well she didn’t. She messed up my hair for sure. And she made running back home rather slow, but my body never once trailed behind the seagulls. What I was pleased about though was that once I had started the Tri not once did my mind tell me to stop. Nor did my body ache at all. This was the first one so far where I simply went about my job without mental or physical pain. Sure it was hard graft, obviously, but not once did I think I would or could stop. In fact I even could have gone on for longer - but I didn’t! So that is now 8/52 and dare I say it, I am almost looking forward to number 9. Next week. Crack On!

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