I returned to focus on triathlon training this week. Thats the 3 sports, swimming, cycling and running. I started by cycling to the running club on Monday and Masters swim session on Wednesday.
Mondays bike down the hill was great. The first puncture was not so great. Still plenty of experience and help at the running club. So after the 7 mile run, I started to replace the inner tube, only to knick the spare tube and puncture that one as well! 'Sarah, darling wife, whom I love the most, will you come down in the car and rescue me?'
Still I need the practice at puncture repairing. 2 inner tubes later and Oliver offered to help. 'Daddy, why don't your puncture repair patches work?'
'I don't know Oliver'.
'Why don't you use sellotape?' So heres my first ever puncture repair
'Sarah, darling wife, whom I love the most, will you goto the bike shop tomorrow for me?' 2 new inner tubes later and I got the wheel back on the bike. Thought I would spin it around, theres a awful flat spot where the tyre is sitting properly. Back off, back on, pump up, let down, repeat several times. Look for talcum powder (who uses the stuff? Not us). Use Pledge, pump up again, keep on pumping, keep on pumping, keep on pumping, keep on pumping. Thats about 160lbs/in pressure, spin the wheel. Ahh no flat spot. Ohhh joy. Now I can go swimming.
Not been swimming recently so I totally floundered along again at the back of the slow lane. I am not a dolphin. I am one of those strange shaped bottom feeders. 1500m is so totally out of the question. If is was not for the end of the pool every 25m I would be in trouble. Still all the ladies in the slow lane (these ladies are all swimming off ahead of me, leaving me in their wake), are impressed that I ran a marathon! I'm impressed at their ability to swim and breathe.
