1. Three things I learnt at the Cowman Triathlon
Despite all appearances, I’m trying not to let this letter become a weekly “look what I achieved” humble-brag, but I was so focused on preparing for the Cowman Triathlon this weekend just gone, I did little else apart from work and triathlon-related admin (not enough, as you’ll soon learn).
Here’s what I learnt after completing the Cowman Triathlon this weekend.
There are so many local sporting events around the UK catering for all abilities and experience levels, making it enjoyable and stress-free to step outside your comfort zone. The Cowman event (between Bedford and Milton Keynes) is a case in point — lovely location, lovely people and a great atmosphere. They created a friendly and inclusive environment catering for super keenos rolling around on £10k triathlon bikes (almost always slightly overweight men) as well as people just giving it a go on a borrowed mountain bike. No one looked out of place. I’d highly encourage you to give it a go. You won’t regret it.
Without being too graphic, I've discovered that it's possible to urinate while biking without getting arrested for indecent exposure, all while remaining (mostly) dry. Message me privately to find out more.
Finally, I learnt to always read the instructions. The organisers of the event sent out a comprehensive Athlete Guide, detailing event prep, how to get there and how to navigate the course without a hitch. Of course, being an idiot, I gave the guide a quick browse, noting the start time and the total elevation on the bike course, completely ignoring everything else. It was, therefore, a complete shock to me that 80% of the half marathon was comprised of quite technical undulating trails, whereas I’d been expecting pancake flat tarmac. I spent the next 90 minutes or so praying I wouldn’t roll my ankle in my stupid, fluorescent yellow, carbon-plated road shoes. Lesson learnt.
Have a great week, all 🙏