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Monchique bike ride and brick run

17 Oct

Fridays at Embrace Sports training camps are where the week’s training culminates in the completion of a test, whether it is a PB-breaking run or a new personal record for cycling distance. On this particular day (Friday 17/10), the challenge was a 100km ride up Monchique followed by a 4km brick run.

We all gathered by the pool before heading out to the road.

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© Embrace Sports, 2014. Alan can’t help but get into a model’s pose when he senses a photographer nearby.

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© Embrace Sports, 2014.

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© Embrace Sports, 2014. The fast group.

We waved off the fast group, before setting off towards Monchique. I was still feeling a bit tired from my illness earlier in the week, but I was determined to complete the climb on my own (last time, Graeme had to push me up the mountain!)

The coaches had decided that we would tackle the mountain from the opposite side to my last attempt. This was quite a relief as it is far less steep on the other side, however, I had hoped to prove to myself how far I had come within a year.

It took me 4:56 to finish the 100km ride, with its 1469m of ascent. As soon as I got back, I put on my trainers and headed out for a brick run We had the choice of doing 1, 2 or 3 x 2km loops. I decided that I wanted to finish on 4km. I ended up running 4.2km in 26:50, which felt quite tough.

When I got back, I had a snack and dipped my legs in the pool for a while, before heading back to our apartment.

In the evening we had port and cheese before finishing off the week with a lovely group meal.

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© Embrace Sports, 2014. Last night with the tri group.

After the meal, we posed for a final group photo before some of us headed back to the apartments and others headed into town for more drinks.

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© Embrace Sports, 2014.

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© Embrace Sports, 2014.

What a fantastic end to a great fortnight of training!

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Embrace Sports 14/10/14 Transition training and a ride to Aljezur

14 Oct

Tuesday 14th October

The day started with transition training in a local car park with Graeme and Andy. I was surprised that so few people decided to attend – I know that some of the others are very experienced, but I’m not sure that all of them are. Stu and I have done a couple of these workshops in the past, but we still think there is a lot of room for improvement.

Graeme broke the steps down, so that we practised running with our bikes first. It’s amazing how many experienced triathlons that I’ve seen a races who try to hold their bike’s handlebars when running in transition. This increases the risk of an accident as the runner is more likely to be hit by their bike’s pedal.

After we’d practised turning to the left and to the right with our bikes, we moved onto mounting our bikes. I’m quite confident at doing this in the car park, but I’ve not managed to do it whilst moving in a triathlon – I’m one of those annoying people who stops at the mount line – sorry!

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Before practising dismounting, we had to build up to it by swinging our ‘free’ leg over the saddle and then back again. I find this really difficult – I think it’s a combination of my lack of flexibility and the chunkiness of my thighs. However, I can dismount successful and have managed to do so in all of my triathlons this year.

We then moved on to putting our shoes on after mounting and then removing them before dismounting. I prefer to wear socks with my shoes which can make mounting more tricky as my socks tend to stick to the velcro. In comparison, I’ve practised removing my shoes a lot and can do that successfully.

When we’d had a go at everything, it was time for us to cycle back to the apartments, before heading out for the main ride of the day to Aljezur.

After the 90km ride to Aljezur, I did a 2 lap (4km brick run), before going for a shower.

Graeme then did a triathlon Q&A, which provided lots of helpful hints and tips.

In the evening, we went to Vlad’s restaurant (Atalaia) for a group meal. I had requested a salad, instead of the usual choice of pasta or omelette. The meal I was presented with was ‘unusual’ – the bottom layer was lettuce, tomato, cucumber and raw onion, whilst the top layer was slices of apple and orange. It was definitely unique!

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Day 5 of Pyrenees Tri Camp with Embrace Sports

5 May

Day five had been labelled as ‘Mystery Monday’ – essentially it was a chance to change plan according to the weather, so it was decided that we would tackle Col D’Aspin.

Day 5 plan

Day 5 plan

The day started with a clear sky, so I was keen to get my trainers on.

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Morning run

Unfortunately, I was struggling to run because of my bruised leg and the pain in my arm. We got to a turning point and were given the option of extending the run into the woods. Graeme encouraged me and told me that it would be fun, but I was conscious that I would hold everyone up, so I refused.

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Early morning run with Graeme

In hindsight, this was a mistake as the others who went into the woods seemed to have a lot of fun, but I was aware that my lack of ability meant that I was constantly holding the group up 😦

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(There was an obstacle course in the woods, so people had a lot of fun there… including, Louise [above]).

We had porridge for breakfast again, but I was physically sick with fear. I was absolutely terrified about getting on my bike again. Fortunately, Graeme had thought hard about a plan and had worked out how all of the coaches could get out on their bikes and be able to pick me up form the top of the mountain.

I put my trainers in a bag and then we cycled up to a nearby industrial estate so that we could practise transitions. Again I felt frustrated by my injuries as I’ve practised my mount and spent a lot of time on my dismount (I’ve even used it in all of the races that I’ve done since I was in Lagos). Unfortunately, my inability to put any weight on my right arm meant that it was really difficult for me to balance myself properly on the bike. As soon as my arm has recovered, I’m going to find a quiet path/road somewhere that I can practise this.

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After the brief transition training session, we were joined by Louise and Bernadette, who’d had a little rest. We set off from the industrial estate and, before long, we were at a long downhill. My heart was in my mouth and I know that I was going very slowly, but I was really afraid.

Trip to Aspin

Finally, we were at the base of Aspin, where we were met by Alan with the van. Louise was doubtful that she would climb the mountain, but I encouraged her that we could do it. The start of the Col was quite gentle, so it lulled me into a false sense of security. I kept going and was determined that I would make it to the top, but was wondering when Alan would come past.

Rear view on the way to Aspin

Part way up the mountain, I could see a couple of men herding cows across the road. In my mind, I was urging the cows on, as I didn’t want to lose my momentum. Fortunately, they finished crossing the road just in time for me to go past.

For some reason, I thought the climb was 5km, which always sounds manageable as it’s the distance of parkrun. However, I realised that it was actually 12km (I had both numbers in my head). When I got to 5km, I felt that I was doing OK, so I continued.

Some time later, I saw a crazy cyclist coming down the hill at over 70km/h (43mph). I couldn’t believe how fast the figure in black was moving… until I realised that it was Graeme. He was heading down to get the van from Alan.

5km from the top, Graeme was waiting in a lay by with the van. It was a relief to see him. I needed to drink some water, but couldn’t reach the bottle with my bad arm. I decided to stop for a minute to stretch my legs and have a drink. I was a little worried about trying to start again as it’s never easy to clip in and get moving on an incline. Graeme helped me to set off again and said that he’d see me at the top.

My confidence started to fade, as it was incredibly hot, so I found a wall about 3km from the top (just in case I couldn’t unclip) and then drank some more water. I was aware that I was going slowly and getting tired in the heat.

At 1km from the top, I could see the summit, but it felt so far away. I paused again in the shade of a tree to drink the last of my water, before doing the final climb.

Reaching the summit of Col D'Aspin

Reaching the summit of Col D’Aspin © Embrace Sports

I could see my fellow triathletes waiting for me and felt so pleased that I had conquered the Col.

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Made it!

Made it! © Embrace Sports

I was grateful that my bike is incredibly light as I was still unable to use my right arm properly!

I was grateful that my bike is incredibly light as I was still unable to use my right arm properly!

I wondered whether I would be able to cycle down, but knowing that there were some steep drops and hairpins, I knew that I wouldn’t be able t managed it, so I was relieved to get back in the van with Graeme and head back. I did wonder whether I would get out at the bottom for the final ride home, but in the end we headed straight back to the farm-house,

After arriving back early from Col D’Aspin, I helped Graeme in the kitchen. It was BBQ night, so there was plenty of chopping to be done. I wasn’t able to chop cabbage, but I was able to peel and slice the eggs, chop feta and prepare potatoes for wedges. I also made the veggie kebabs for Kat and I.

BBQ salads

BBQ Pyrenees

For me, this was the most successful day of the holiday and I felt a good sense of achievement.

Day 1 of Pyrenees Tri Camp with Embrace Sports

1 May

It’s been a while since I’ve had a break, so I was really looking forward to our second Tri Camp with Embrace Sports. The day before, Tobie from BikeGuy came over to help Stu and I disassemble our bikes and pack them in our cases. As we’ve both had bike fits, we had to mark settings very carefully… you can just about see my handlebar marks on the image below.

Bike in a box

Bike in a box

After packing our cases, we travelled up to Gatwick, to spend the night at a hotel there before getting an early flight the next day.

We arrived at the airport quite early and after checking in our oversized cases, we ate breakfast before heading to the departure lounge. I was busy answering work emails, when Stu noticed a girl carrying an Ironman branded rucksack chatting to a sporty looking guy. He guessed that they might be on our holiday, so he went over and spoke to them. Stu’s guess was correct: Bernadette and Jose were also going to be on our holiday.

After a short flight to Toulouse, we gathered our luggage and headed towards the meeting point where Neil and Graeme were waiting for us. Poppy, who we know from our last triathlon holiday, was also there. We then headed to the minibuses for the 90 minute drive to the farmhouse. Stu ended up in the newer minibus whereas I was in ‘Van Rouge’ with Bernadette, Lou, Elena, Alex and Jose.

When we arrived at the farmhouse, we put our cases in our rooms and then prepared a hearty lunch with some delicious French bread. We also had time to look at the schedule for the week…

Pyrenees Tri Schedule

…as well as the more detailed plan for the day.

Embrace plan for Thursday

Embrace plan for Thursday

After eating, we all headed out to a covered area to set up our bikes. I managed to put most of my bike together, but I needed a little help from Stu to attach the back wheel. I then got Graeme to have a look at my bike. He swiftly realised that I had failed to tighten almost every part sufficiently, so he got out his torque wrench and sorted everything out for me.

It was then time for our first ride – a trip up Col de Coupe. I was pleasantly surprised that I was able to manage my first climb of the trip, although I wasn’t quite as fast as some of the others when I was descending. I was aware that I wasn’t as fast as some of the others, but I was relieved that I wasn’t a long way behind everyone 🙂

As soon as we got back to the farm-house, we went out for a 5km brick run. I didn’t quite manage to maintain the pace I had hoped to keep up, but it wasn’t too bad.

When I got back, there was time for a shower and some photos of the beautiful scenery before Alan served his spaghetti Bolognese.

View from the Farmhouse

View from the Farmhouse

Overall, it was a fantastic first day, but after the early start, I felt exhausted and was grateful to get into bed!

 

Embrace Sports Algarve Triathlon Holiday – Day 7

8 Nov
Day 7 Friday schedule

Day 7 Friday schedule

Friday was our last full day of the holiday, which made me very sad. Although I was finding it challenging, I really liked all of the other triathletes and find the coaches inspirational. I knew that the bike ride would be tough, but I was also aware that we had the entire day in which to complete it, and I was confident that I would be able to at least jog the 2km afterwards.

We were warned that it might be cold up the mountain and that we would need to be adequately prepared, so I packed my arm warmers and a lightweight, waterproof running jacket. I also thought about taking my knee warmers, but didn’t think that I would need to use them as I’ve not used them in the UK before.

We set out early with Graeme and Kat and were told that Alan would catch up with us later. It seemed fairly pleasant until we got to the first big hill. As usual, I was at the back of the pack. I slowed down to stop, but was told to continue. unfortunately, I had lost quite a lot of momentum by then, but continued and did the best I could. unfortunately, it seemed like the hill was going on forever, so I got off and started pushing my bike. I got to the corner and realised that the hill continued quite a bit further. At Graeme’s request, I got back on my bike as he said that he would push me a bit. However, I had failed to clip in my left foot properly and when I tried to clip it in I toppled over to my right. A quick check confirmed that my worst fears had not been realised and I was not mortally wounded (I wasn’t bleeding at all), so I was able to get back on and with a bit of help from the Buscke motor, I made it to the top of that hill. THANK YOU, GRAEME!!!

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Monchique madness bike ride © Embrace Sports

At the top of the hill, we stopped at a cafe for drinks, and to admire the view. However, we didn’t stop long as it was a little chilly and the coaches were concerned about the weather.

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After the toughest climb, we stopped for a drink

After the toughest climb, we stopped for a drink

We continued on through a switchback section, before tackling another climb. I resumed my usual position at the back. For a change, I wasn’t alone as Heather joined me for a while. We both found the last part of the climb quite tough, which was exacerbated by plunging temperatures and a number of crazed Portuguese rally drivers. Then the fog rolled in and visibility became poor and it also started to rain. I really started to struggle and found that although I wanted to press on, I was unable to breathe well enough to continue with the climb, so a couple of times, I got off my bike and walked until I could breathe more easily again. This meant that I was dropping further and further off the back of the group. I was so grateful to Graeme for helping me out. Not only is he one of the greatest athletes that I have ever met, but he is also incredibly kind and motivational.

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The abrupt change in the weather took me by surprise, but as I continued up the last part of the mountain, it reminded me of being at home on Bodmin moor. I didn’t initially feel the cold as I had been exerting myself, but as soon as I slowed, I realised just how chilly it was.

At the top of a mountain was a cafe, where everyone had stopped for a hot drink and a cake… well, everyone except for Graeme, Heather and I. We arrived and had enough time to drink half a glass of coke each before it was time to descend the mountain.

Coffee break at the top of Monchique

Coffee break at the top of Monchique

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I put on my arm warmers and my waterproof jacket, but it was a little late as I was already cold and wet.

We left the cafe and started the descent. It felt treacherous as I have never ridden a road bike in the rain and I’m not very good at going downhill anyway. My fingers were really cold, and I was clutching the brakes as I was afraid that I would be unable to stop.

Part way down the mountain, we stopped to regroup, but no-one wanted to stop long as everyone was cold and wet through. I had appreciated my bike shoes earlier in the week as they are tri-specific ones with big velcro fasteners and large gaps, however, this meant that they easily filled with water and the cold air blew through them. It wasn’t long before I lost the feeling in my toes. As I slowed near the group, I felt something strange and realised that I had a flat tyre. understandably, no-one wanted to hang around, so poor Alan was left to help me change the inner tube. When I say ‘help me’, I actually mean ‘do it for me’. I am capable of replacing a tube, but it would have taken me far longer, especially as I was standing shivering and couldn’t move my fingers very well. Alan had a few problems with the CO2 cartridge, which was freezing his fingers and I felt really guilty, but there wasn’t anything I could do about it.

As soon as my tyre was fixed, we set off down the mountain, to try to catch up with the others. The rain had abated, but the road was still wet, so I tried to follow Alan as closely as possible. Then came my second problem, I slowed a bit much and my when changing gear my chain came off. I tried to pedal slowly to get it back on, but I was nervous about a forthcoming corner and somehow the chain got wedged. I tried calling out to Alan, but he was turning the corner already and couldn’t hear me. I was nervous that I would crash, so I unclipped and stopped at the side of the road to try to resolve the problem. I managed to cover my hands in oil, but was unable to release the chain. I knew that at some stage Alan would look back to check on me and would realise that I wasn’t there, so I didn’t worry too much. Sure enough, within a matter of minutes my knight in shining armour was back again. It didn’t take long for Alan to free my chain and get me moving again.

We caught up with the group on a flat piece of road. The sun had come out and everyone as starting to dry off. I took the advice of removing my wet jacket, so that my wet jersey could dry out. It was a sensible option as although I felt cool for a few minutes when I started cycling again, it didn’t take long for me to warm up and for my clothes to dry out.

The rest of the journey back to the apartments was fairly uneventful. I did my best to keep up with the others and was relieved that there were no more hills to battle up.

Monchique madness bike ride Garmin data

Monchique madness Garmin data: http://connect.garmin.com/activity/402161342

When we arrived back at the apartments, we had to do a 2km brick run. I remember just in time to do a flying dismount, but I didn’t look where I was putting my feet when I entered the transition area… it had also rained in Lagos and I stepped right in a puddle, so although my socks had dried out, I made them wet again 😦

I quickly pulled on my shoes and got rid of all of the accessories that I didn’t need before heading out on a slow final plod.

2km brick run off the bike: http://connect.garmin.com/activity/402161351

2km brick run off the bike

2km brick run off the bike

When I got back from the run, I felt pangs of sadness. It had been a challenging day, but the coaches had helped me to complete it and I realised that all of our scheduled activities were over, except for the final meal out. I had to take my bottle off ‘my’ bike and then bid farewell to it.

Saying goodbye to the bikes

Saying goodbye to the bikes

In the evening, we had a slide show of photos from the week, accompanied by some local port and cheese, before heading out for a meal to celebrate our achievements. It was also an opportunity for the coaches to say their goodbyes as Alan, Graeme and Kat would be departing early the next morning before any of us got up.

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Alan-san shows off his skills

Alan-san shows off his skills

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The last supper

The last supper © Embrace Sports

It was really nice to have an opportunity to chat with everyone and lots of contact details were shared between the athletes.

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Embrace Sports Algarve Triathlon Holiday – Day 2

3 Nov
Day 2 schedule

Day 2 schedule

We were up early for our first full day on holiday as we had to be ready to leave the Giramar by 6:45am. Fortunately, we knew that there would be enough time to eat on our return before heading out for a bike ride, so I didn’t have to worry about preparing porridge. We had been told that the sunrises had been stunning, so we needed to be at the beach early.

Bizarrely, the swimming was the part of the holiday that made me least stressed. I know that I am not a strong swimmer, but I am reasonably confident and I prefer open water swimming to being in a pool, and am not afraid of swimming in the sea (although I did wonder how choppy it would be). I think part of the pressure that I feel is self-imposed as I think people have the same expectations of me that I have of myself. I am a bit kinder to myself when it comes to swimming as I know how terrified I was of swimming until I got my prescription goggles and started having lessons. Given that I couldn’t swim 10m of front crawl in the lake in June, I think I’ve made a lot of progress, and as there is no cut-off I hope I’ll be able to complete the 1.2 mile/1.9km swim at Challenge Weymouth (70.3). I was also reassured that I knew the location where we would be swimming as Ruth and her dad (fellow runners) swam around the rock during our running holiday in January.

We arrived as the sun was rising, which enabled us to admire the spectacular location. I love being by the sea as it reminds me of growing up in Cornwall. When I was stressed or unhappy as a teenager, I loved walking over the towans to sit on the cliffs and watch the sea.

Our first view of Shark Fin rock

First swim of the week

Heading down for our first swim

Heading down for our first swim

We zipped up our wetsuits and headed down the wooden steps to the beach, where we were divided into two groups: those who were confident sea swimmers and those who were not. This presented Stu with a dilemma – he is a very confident swimmer, but apart from Fowey Harbour Swim, he has not swum in the sea. We then swam out a short distance and had to swim back to shore, so that the coaches could group people into similar abilities. I was put into a group with two others, but I did not think that I had finished very close to them and when we started swimming, it quickly became clear that I would not be able to keep up with them. I had wondered whether there would be a huge gulf in abilities between me and the others, but at least the grouping showed that I was not as terrible as I expected. Also, I learned that Jenny had only started learning to swim in February and she was less confident in open water than I am. Andy agreed to swim with me, so I was able to swim a couple of laps of shark fin rock, whilst the others did 3 laps.

I really loved the swimming session. The water was beautifully clear, so I was able to see the bottom as well as lots of shoals of fish. I was mesmerised and it has made me interested in going snorkelling at some stage. Before I had prescription goggles, I missed out on so much!

After a delicious breakfast of porridge, we set out for our first bike ride. I was quite nervous for several reasons:

  • I’m not a strong cyclist
  • I was on an unfamiliar bike
  • I’m still not great with my clipless pedals
  • I wasn’t sure whether I would be able to sustain the necessary speed for the distance of the ride.

Here’s my Garmin data for the first half of our bike ride (Lagos to Sagres): http://connect.garmin.com/activity/402161239

Garmin data for bike ride to Sagres

It quickly became apparent that I was the weakest cyclist in the group, and this was even more obvious when we got to any of the hills. My lack of fitness and strength were compounded by my unfamiliarity with the bike and my inability to understand gears. This hasn’t been obvious to me on my Kuota, and I don’t have to think about it on my Giant Escape City as that has numbered gears.

At the bottom of one hill was a cobbled section where we stopped. I had struggled to get my bike into the right gear, so I hoped that when we started cycling again, there would be an opportunity for me to work out what gear I wanted to be in. Unfortunately, I had missed part of the briefing and completely misunderstood where we were cycling. I was aware that a hill was involved, but I assumed it was the long incline at the end of the straight road we were about to turn onto… my understanding was that it would feel punishing because it went on for a long time. How wrong I was.

Kat at the top of The Punisher

Kat at the top of The Punisher © Embrace Sports

We set off and within just a few hundred metres there was a sharp right hand turn, and then the hill was immediately in front of us. I realised that I would have to quickly sort out my gears, but the stress and confusion meant that I started changing them in the wrong direction, which did not make it any easier. By that stage I started feeling very stressed, so I decided that I would be better off getting off the bike and walking up the hill rather than risk falling. It made me really sad as almost everyone else completed the hill challenge (with the exception of Claire, who fell into a ditch at the very top of the hill).

Fortunately, I did not look on Facebook for several days, as I think I would have felt quite sad if I’d seen the photo that was posted (see below).

Look who failed :-(

Look who failed 😦 © Embrace Sports

Clearly, I need to do lots of work on learning how to change gear and to work out what gear I should be in, as well as spending my free time cycling up as many hills as possible.

Anyway, after ‘The Punisher’, we set off again towards Sagres, on some quiet roads through the countryside.

Enjoying the bike ride

We passed some lovely beaches, where surfers were enjoying the waves.

Enjoying the sea views

Enjoying the sea views © Embrace Sports

When we got to Sagres, we stopped outside a supermarket for a rest and sandwich break. I was grateful just to sit down.

Sagres rest stop

Sagres rest stop

Jennie was ready for a little nap

Jennie was ready for a little nap © Stuart Smith

Graeme explained that we were going to do the ride back to Lagos as a time trial, with everyone starting at two-minute intervals. Obviously, I was the first one to set off, whilst Stu was told that he would be the 7th person to set off (out of 9). We had to cycle up to the top of a hill, around a roundabout and then continue on the main road out of Sagres and back towards Lagos.

I set off and continued up the hill, wondering how far I would have to go until I got to the roundabout. Finally, I saw it and turned around. Partway down the hill, I saw my first challenger, just before I passed the group waiting outside the supermarket. I kept going as best I could and was quite pleased that I cycled for about 15 minutes before anyone passed… although I was then passed in quick succession by a couple of the girls. As I neared a set of red traffic lights, John passed me with Denny in quick pursuit. I figured that if it was safe for them to continue then I could as well, so I tried to regain my momentum to carry on up the hill. Unfortunately, part way up a dog ran out towards me barking and snarling. It started snapping at my legs, which terrified me, but it quickly grew bored and went back to where it came from which was a massive relief.

A little while later, another member of the group passed me, but within feet of passing, Max had a puncture, so I passed her again. I then spent the rest of the journey expecting Stu to pass me, but he had exhausted himself on ‘The Punisher’, so he kept Max and Jennie company at the rear of the group.

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John was the first finisher in the time trial John was the first finisher in the time trial © Embrace Sports

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I was quite pleased not to be the last to finish

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Bike ride back from Sagres to Lagos: http://connect.garmin.com/activity/402161249

Garmin data back from Sagres to Lagos

Garmin data back from Sagres to Lagos

We stopped just outside of Lagos to regroup, before heading back to the apartments together.

On arrival at the Giramar, we had to quickly change our shoes and go out for a brick run. As we entered the complex, we could see all of the runners lounging in the sun, but our work was not over.

I headed out for the 2km loop with a couple of the others, but I was well aware that I would not be able to maintain their pace for very long. I have not been running well recently, so although my run splits look incredibly slow, it didn’t feel any worse than usual running.

Brick run off the bike: http://connect.garmin.com/activity/402161252

Brick run off the bike

Brick run off the bike

An ice bath for the ladies

An ice bath for the ladies

We then had enough time to shower and change before Kat did the first of her core sessions. Half an hour was enough to understand how she has such killer abs!!! I’ve always enjoyed core sessions and still really miss the abs and core sessions that I did with Charlton at Bournemouth University, so this is definitely something that I want to continue with.

Core class with Kat

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Our first core class with Kat

Our first core class with Kat © Embrace Sports

It was an incredibly tough day, but as the second part of the ride was much better than the first half, I felt much happier by the end of the day!

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