1st January. New Year's Day Triathlon.

First of all a happy new year to anyone that continues to read this, I was going to say drivel, but verbal diarrhoea might be closer.

Talking of bowel movements I think it might have been a record for pre-race ablution yesterday and that was with a complete abstinence from Hogmanay 'Value' chicken wings in acid reflux style sauce.

It was a CONCLUSIVE WIN  in the Otter Series as The Otter picked up a DNE which is one up from DNS which is one up from DNF. 

It was all going to be too much to sacrifice supping on Your Other National Drink... diddums.

A sub zero air temperature was masked by the stillness however there was quite a current of moving air on the downhill section from Arthur's seat.

The decision to not bother with gloves made the application of the brakes difficult with two blocks of Wensleydale for hands and might have proved fatal for dogs, pedestrians etc wandering about on the road, especially by the third lap.

On the whole the result was Fairly Shit, which is better than Completely Crap. 

No tomato juice visible from the Old Man yet and I think I was first in the One Kidney age group category.

However it does seem unlikely I could ever complete an Ironman. 

1 comment:

The Incredible Bulk said...

Quote: "It was a CONCLUSIVE WIN in the Otter Series"

You know that this is going to get completely out of control, don't you? I'm going to have to set Entry Central as my new home page.