Thanks Guys.
It was a tough day but very rewarding, unless you've raced it you just can't imagine how tough it is. Even the run isn't flat.
The bike course can be very lonely, nothing to see, just lava, desert and the feckin big hills you know that await you. But to be honest it's the leg sapping hills that don't really register that hurt you the most. They don't feel like hills, and your average speed is shit ( yes mine usually is ) and it messes with your head.
The best way to create the bike at home - JUMP on the turbo, with a pile of my books under the front wheel to make a hill, crank up the central heating, pedal like fuck and get nowhere whilst your Mrs/Mr hold a hairdryer 2 inches from your nose, on full blast for several hours...only pausing to run to the industrial fan at your side, switch onto full and then for a laugh throw a bag inbetween said fan and you.
And that heat was something else - despite being smoothered in sun cream my arms, elbows and knees are covered in neon sunbunt and horrible blisters.
Right off to that there Londo at 8.30 for some book awards thing, catch up later in the week.
