Silent Assassins DIY 70.3
Day one , 5 am start to drive up with Slags Mate Tony for supporting duty, I will let the race reports of BB Plodder , Horse , Moving Along , Mrs SA and Cake tell the story but will just say from my point of view it was a great day and myself and SMT were pleased to have been able to help out .
Must just say though, Cake.. what a legend
covered in mud from the ride in, sporting the biggest nicotine patch I’ve ever seen , and wearing what can only be described as school socks.. just the most amazing character.... basically think winnie the poohs "tigger" in a pirate shirt , an infectious happiness kind of a guy.
Sat night .. Hotel from hell ... Beware of posh sounding hotels with impossibly cheap rooms.. the Britannia in Stockport .. what a toilet ( the hotel not the town) . Filthy room- check, bed linen that stinks of cigarettes - check , fire alarm going off every few mins from 11-midnight - check , stag party in the rooms either side- check... yep all the ingredients for a perfect nights sleep.
Breakfast served from 8 but "Ze Germans" start queuing from about 7 , glad we weren’t bothering and instead on the breakfast of champions , cereal bars and SIS supplements.
Race day
Swim
A short ride from SA HQ down to the leisure centre . Rack the bike against the wall and join the queue waiting for the pool to open. The tills opened at 10 on the dot, and we make our way through. left my bike shorts top and HRM in change room and head to the water . Schoolboy errors 1 & 2 occur in quick succession.. 1, forgetting to press start button on stopwatch , 2, Joining the swim lane occupied by Marshallini , Doner Kebab , and SA. OK so lets be clear from the outset Marshilini is not "normal" i think he is actually the product of a Secret Swiss Genetics laboratory experiment whose aim was to create some kind of triathlon monster . Somewhere in that genetic mix there must be dolphin DNA cos the man goes through the water faster that Katie price goes through fellas. Can only apologise to the three of you for keep being in the way so often .. on the brightside i got more feet rubbing action in those 45 mins than i have done in 12 years of marriage
.. so lapped by Marshallini about 30 times , and by the others about 5 or 6 times. My laps finaly complete .. most of the others now long gone, just SMT on his final lap remains. Quick shower to de-chlorinate a bit into the change room and begin the dance of a fat wet man trying to put on a compression top thats probably already a size too small. Out to the bike and on with shoes socks and pirate shirt... back in to the leisure centre for a quick wee .. then finally ready to go, now firmly in last spot after my less than rapid T1
TBC
Edited: 21/05/2012 at 12:47