Summer's almost here - so get off that treadmill and head for the great outdoors. "There is nothing better than fresh air, and the new sights and sounds you get from running outside," says running coach Liz Fulford (fitnesstrainingspecialists

Getty ImagesMany runners love winter running. Quiet, empty streets; cool crisp air; a feeling of blissful solitude – not to mention the fact that maintaining a base over the winter is critical to successful spring running. But if you're a fair-weather runner, grab our troubleshoo...

The Brownlee brothers stirred the nation when they won gold and bronze medals in the triathlon at the home Olympics this summer. If you fancy moving into multi-discipline but feel a little nervous about where to start, we asked our friendly Twitter

compared with spring and summer cycling. With regard to dialling back the swimming in the winter, it’s more a case of refining the pool training and having a look at technique, as quality over quantity comes to the fore. What could you do to improve your

can find a place to pee anywhere, any time.3. You’ve had the same unopened packet of frozen peas in your freezer for the last two years.4. Your running shoes are the first thing you pack for your summer holiday. 5. When walking in a crowd, you make a

-year-round availability.You're guaranteed a place with so many events to choose from.Big races - forHundreds - or even thousands - of competitors for company.Supportive crowds will keep you motivated.Big triathlons tend to be held in the warm summer months

and have been shown to reduce running performance over 10K by as much as 2 minutes. It is also worth noting that cases of exertional heat illness, such as heatstroke, are not isolated to the summer months. The best way to assess your fluid loss

few great marathons.I tell you this to explain how I came to be standing in a cold wind which was posing as a summer morning in July, in the middle of an eight-week motorcycle tour. In this particular race, runners who needed more than five hours

of their own. Before I knew it, the saddlebags were packed, the motorbike was tuned, and, early last summer, I hit the road.The plan was to ride from Nashville, Tennessee, to Washington DC, to Portland, Oregon, to San Diego, California, and then back

There we were. Two middle-aged men in a Firebird on a summer night. The top was down, the V8 was rumbling. We were just driving around, minding our own business.And there he was. A 20-something young man in a four-cylinder sports saloon with loud