I feel like a little excited kid again about to hit grade one of school as I embark on a journey under Jono Hall head coach of Triathlon Canada High Performance (Multisport Brain) moving forward.
A refreshing change in training methods, locations and all about getting you to the start line fit, healthy and raring to go, something that’s been a stumbling block for me over the past couple of seasons! In a competitive environment with world class facilities, athletes and support network the fundamentals are laid for you to do nothing but apply yourself and leave each day knowing you couldn't have done anything more.
It was one tough decision I questioned over and over again! I lost sleep questioned what I wanted out the sport and made numerous inquiries into who could guide me and tap into reserves I believe I still have! My best years are yet to come in the sport of Triathlon, a sport that already has given me so much!
Every person has a path to follow. It widens, narrows, climbs and descends. There are times of desperate wanderings, but with courageous perseverance and personal conviction, the right road will be found. That is what brings real joy. ~ Konosuke Matsushita
I found this quote recently and love it. Sums up my second half of the year so far..I feel change is around the corner.
I’ve been quite which can sometimes be a good thing, or sometimes a bad thing.
My year got off to a solid start 8th in Bermuda WTS, 7th in Yokohama WTS and then a 10th at Leeds WTS jumping to 5th in the world.
A couple of wins in Basque races and the confidence starts soaring!
Then it seemed to unravel in the blink of an eye. A DNF in Hamburg, first one ever and something nobody wants next to their name after being to eager and false starting I was never back in it!
The form was defiantly there and I was ready to push in Edmonton WTS, though I would be left scratching the head with a disappointing 44t...
Cool spot in the world that’s for sure from what I briefly saw.
If only I had that extra day that was taken from me due to missing a connecting flight and then having to be re directed half way around America after spending an unexpected night in Miami!
Triathlon, a fancy word for shit happens as my coach often refers to it. Rings true every now and again especially when you roll down to transition and hear your back tire deflating with 40mins until race start!!
How quick can you change a rear flat tire under pressure?
Generally things come in threes. What’s next?!
Oh my carry on bag got left behind and I only noticed once everything was being unloaded at Bermuda airport! Surely that’s the last?
Anyway, Bermuda dished up one sweet brutal Standard Distance Course. The famous Corkscrew Hill 10x which had a 20 percent gradient at its steepest point and went for around 200m. Add to that another brutal short punchy climb on the run done four times! It even had a sweet di...
I went to write the date down the other day and was shocked to see April already! Life as an athlete seems to fly along when your head is down whilst you toil away.
I’m currently in New Plymouth, New Zealand, and it's mean as! Though it was stink as tonight! For those not accustomed to the lingo here, let me translate - this evening I went riding and it was 4 degrees and raining cats and dogs not to mention the howling southerly! They say this will make me Taranaki Hardcore...we'll see!
The mountain was covered in snow the next morning true story!
I couldn’t open the door or change gears towards the end of the ride. Character building comes to mind or flat out crazy. The local I hooked up with for the session was anxiously waiting for the text all day to call off the ride. No such thing I replied when you’re toiling away chasing goals.
Training is going well and the consistency has never been better. It has me excited for the racing ahead.
2017 is done and dusted. I thought a way to re cap one of my hardest years on tour, where I was plagued with a calf injury for the better part of the year was to re play the year in photos! As they say a photo is worth a thousand words and I could potentially have a small novel by that stage!! So here it is with some small captions!
2017 got off to an unusual start with the exciting launch of Super League in Hamilton Island. 5th for me over 3 brutal days of racing where the traditional Triathlon format was thrown sideways!! New and exciting, I loved every minute of it!
2 weeks later I headed to the Gold Coast for my first crack at a WTS for the year and would walk away with 16th, disappointed though not overly surprised at the result as the body was still in a hole post Super League.
4 week camp at the AIS in Canberra followed which laid the perfect foundations to let rip on the European season.
WTS Yokohama was up next in May. I was confident in a good showing after getting the body into...
I love Hamburg and this race. Who wouldn’t love to race in front of a crowd of 250 000 fanatical German fans whilst doing it in lycra?!
And podium beer showers!!
For me Hamburg was a massive disappointment and frustration, although I did get to spend longer out on course than anticipated as I hobbled my way around from a kilometre in getting that sympathy clap!!
In life the way to the top in our heads is this smooth sailing path though quite often this isn’t the case and we have setbacks and roadblocks along the way that make this journey that bit harder. Hamburg was one of these moments and it has left me feeling super frustrated and complaining why me? I was rattled and phoned home venting my frustration and knew Mum would still be up and willing to listen.
I was bummed for quite a few hours.
The race got off to a perfect start. I swam where I needed to be, rode where I needed to be and started the run a little bit behind the 8 ball though quickly worked my way up to be back in the game.
I’m in the Basque Country already! The north of Spain in Vitoria-Gasteiz for those unsure, a place that has been my home away from home for the past seven years. Not too much has changed in those years my Spanglish is still terrible, though my ability to drive on the right side of the road has drastically improved!
It’s good to be back the trails for running are endless the motorists are courteous and respectful and I always feel like it’s a place I can do my best work and get into my best possible physical shape.
The season hasn’t panned out how I visioned it for the start of the year, which is so often the way of life. There is no straight road to the top and it is always twisty and windy to get there. I was well below my best in Gold Coast with a 16th and then backed that up with another disappointing 18th in Yokohama. This got my WTS season off to my worst start in a number of years! Luckily it’s a long season and plenty of time to fight back!!
Take risks: if you win, you will be happy; if you lose, you will be wiser.
I love this quote as it sums up my experience of Super League Triathlon last weekend.
I took risks I fell short, I was aggressive, though most of all got comfortable with the uncomfortable and pushed my boundaries to new limits.
Race formats were new and interesting revolutionising Triathlon, as we know it. With three days of racing and 24 of the best Triathletes going head to head it was destined to be epic and it was!
It out rated the WSL Surfing on Saturday on Foxtel! Who would think that some dudes running around in lycra could be so entertaining!
A triple mix got proceedings underway. With a swim/bike/run. Ten minute break then a run/bike/swim. 10 minute break then a bike/swim/run. I would finish 3rd wondering how I could possible do another two days!
"Hi what would you like?" the little Vietnamese lady on the other side of the counter asked me as I had a quick glance over her bakery offerings.
"A sausage roll and a sauce please". She replied back with a cheeky grin on her face, "I get you the biggest one as you are a skinny boy and I fatten you up!"
Off-season is here though the season didn't finish the way I had visioned. The body has shut up shop and had enough for one year even though the mind was still raring to go!
After a sucsessful final race at the WTS Grand Final in Cozumel finishing 6th on the day and 6th on the WTS rankings for 2016, I returned home to Bunbury Western Australia, eager to get on the TT bike and plan my assault on the Nepean Triathlon and Noosa Triathlon to finish the year.
Training had gone well and I was confident in the work I had done that there was no reason I couldn't finish the year on a high.
The body had other ideas.
Nepean Triathlon would be unfortunately my last race for 2016 sustaining a small tear t...