I have previously mentioned in my posts about running how I am not the best runner or how I am wishing to fall in love with it and have not as yet.  I see people running and they make it look effortless, as if they are gliding along and I think to myself yes I want to be like that.  The main problem being that when I run I shuffle along, I am bright red, I sweat (like a beast), I can’t breathe and I probably look like I am escaping some form of escape.

I spent over a year trying to get quicker and ending up being slower than ever and really disliking running (don’t want to say hating but it is pretty close).  I would check my watch the whole way round a run either speeding up if too slow or trying to slow down if too fast (that didn’t happen very often).  I would load my activity post run and quickly check my average pace, all too often hoping to be quicker than I was.

A knee injury meant that I am following a sort of couch to 10k plan, along with other exercises, to rehab and strengthen the knee, and I am not hating it.  I have not missed a single session including over the Christmas/New Year period.  I am currently on week 11 and up to a 17 minute jog, 1 minute walk, repeated twice and finished with a further 17 minute jog.  It is not quick and I have been advised (by the physio and also the husband) to slow it down and keep it at a pace I can respond to questions so I am.  And I am not hating it.

The husband has mentioned that when you find this ‘sweet spot’ (sounds naughty doesn’t it) that you could probably just keep going.  It is the pace that you think is probably a little too slow when in fact is probably right.

I, like many others I am sure, constantly say to people oh I am slow.  I can’t run with you because I am too slow.  You won’t want to run with me I will slow you down.  Despite reassurances that they don’t mind.  In fact last week I returned from work and was going to the gym but before that I had, as part of this rehab plan, a 47 minute run to complete.  This was fine until my husband started getting changed.  Why was he putting running clothes on?  Where was he going?  Surely not with me?  Yes he was coming with me!  Why did this put me in such a fluster?  Going out to run with the man I have been with for over 20 years, who is my biggest supporter, should put a smile on my face but instead made me panic, snap at him and declare I was going on my own (we all have that inner 4 year old waiting to have a tantrum right?).  He probably thought I was mental and was terribly confused and I blurted out all of the above about being slow etc and he said it’s just running, there is no rush, no time to beat, it is just time on your feet.  We ran and did so again the following day and it was fab and he paced me the whole way telling me in fact to slow down!  I finished not looking like a beetroot and being able to talk almost normally – what is this witchcraft?

Most of my runs range from a 10-11 minute mile pace.  They used to be 9-10 minute mile pace.  I used to hate running.  Now not so much.  So my lesson learned is that this is in fact my sweet spot pace and does it matter?  Does the pace really matter?  No!  Without sounding cliche I am still covering the same distance as other people doing it at different speeds.  There will be people out there who would love that pace and equally some that would hate it.  Does it matter?  Absolutely not, I am still doing it.  And I am fine with that – finally!

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I debated on writing this for a while.  I don’t want it to come across as selfish but thought it would be interesting to write about the journey to Iron Man from the other side ie the other half of the one actually doing the event.

My husband has wanted to complete a full distance Iron Man event for as long as I can remember.  He is very methodical and likes to look into everything in finite detail and understand fully what he is taking on.  So he decided that this journey would be over a number of years and would work up from literally doing no exercise to getting into swimming, cycling and running.

This is a total full circle journey because when I say he did no exercise before he really didn’t and was almost forced into it due to an ongoing issue he had with his leg that required him, following medical advice, to lose weight and keep active.

As I know only too well getting into fitness is slow and it is hard.  It takes time, perseverance and patience.  It is a rocky road and not always smooth sailing.  He started with his first 5k and completed it in a time of 49 minutes (his PB now is 21 minutes 25 seconds).  The cycling he took to pretty quickly and as his times from triathlons show this is his strongest of the three disciplines – he is now a qualified cycling coach.  The swim was also slow to start and 6 lengths would be the absolute limit.

Over a period of just under 3 years he slowly worked up his fitness and distances for each discipline whilst battling with his leg issues.  He helped set up Romford CC and also joined Havering Tri and the support, advice and encouragement from both is second to none.

Before he would take on the full distance he decided that he would first complete a number of half distances.  Four 70.3 distances, or middle distance, triathlons later as follows:

• Outlaw half Holkham – 5 hours 51 minutes
• Iron Man Weymouth – 5 hours 58 minutes
• Iron Man Dubai – 5 hours 34 minutes
• Outlaw half Nottingham – 5 hours 11 minutes

he was ready for the full.

We set off on a very very very long drive to Austria.  This race had been recommended by a very close friend who had taken part in it twice before and a group of us were going with 6 taking on the challenge.

Now lets talk about the training.  Before he took on this challenge he asked me if I was ok with it?  I found that odd at the time as I have always supported him and vice versa and of course I said yes, but I don’t think either of us realised how much that meant we would not see each other.  That is not a criticism but the reality that if you take on something like this, and you train for it seriously, then you need to be prepared that the hours needed will make a difference on your life.  You hear about people saying they are a triathlete widow and I understand why.

Now I run and cycle but I am not at the same level as my husband (he is so much slower than me ha ha) so there is not much training we can do together, however, we did try to plan our training so that we had some time together still but it was literally Friday (aka date night which was more realistically the night we fell asleep early together at home because we were both exhausted) and Sunday afternoon depending what long rides we had planned.

It is tough.  There is no getting away from it and if anyone thinks its actually a walk in the park and much easier than I am making out then fair play to you but I would probably disagree.

Training per week comprised of approximately 17 hours.  This is on top of a full time job, having a family, dog, an almost non-existent social life and never cutting the grass (I had to get that in about the grass sorry).

The other side is the mental, or emotional, side effects.  You are tired, you are grumpy, you constantly doubt yourself, you are anxious and you inevitably take it out on those closest to you.  But it’s not personal it is just a consequence.

The event itself is long.  There is the travel, registration, swim practice, setting up bikes and test rides, activation sessions of short swim/bike/run to keep the muscles active.  There is an early start on the day with most starting from 7am.  There is a cut off anywhere from 15 to 17 hours depending on the event, as some vary slightly depending on the course, and so that is realistically the amount of time you could be waiting/supporting/cheering/checking a tracker every ten minutes to make sure the person you are there for is still moving and everything is ok.

For us race day started with a 4am alarm, breakfast, shower and on the road for 4:45am.  Bikes were racked the day before and so after lots of layers of sudo cream (those who know will know why) tri suit was on under a tracksuit and day bags (containing items for post race) were put into bag drop.  Wet suits and swim hats were put on followed by nervous kisses, wish of good luck and goodbyes through teary eyes saw my husband heading off to the swim start.  Most of the time the athletes will go to an area that spectators cannot get access to and so we headed to as close as we could get and I managed to see him once more before he went into the water.  It was a rolling swim start so you don’t  really know how long someone has been as you are never entirely sure what time they entered the water.  He completed the swim in 1 hour 14 minutes and was running to the transition area (about a 500m run which seemed quite long but hey ho).  On to the bike which was two laps of 56 miles and saw big smiles from him – this was his happy place as a friend quite rightly said and he was there for 5 hours 24 minutes.

Back into transition and then on to the run which was laps again for 4 hours 26 minutes.  All in the sun.

Now anyone who has been to an event with me knows I am loud.  I sound like an old fish wife.  If I am there to support then you will know about it.  Anyone who has done an event with my husband will also know he stops whenever he sees me to give me a kiss.  He will also stop to check friends taking part in the event are ok.

I stood by the swim exit then ran round to bike out.  As it was laps I stayed there before he went out on the run.  By moving around the course I saw him 7 times, which put my mind at rest that all was good and hopefully helped him too.  The final positioning is on the finish tunnel and ten minutes can seem like hours.  When you see the person you are waiting for enter that finish tunnel the emotion is immense!  I cried, he cried, he finished and I carried on crying.  Friends gave me hugs and tried to calm me down but once I started crying I couldn’t stop.  I was very proud and  also might get my husband back!  Bloody Iron Man (joking) although I did see an Iron Man tshirt that said ‘in 140.6 miles I get my husband back’ – it made me laugh.

My husband completed his full distance Iron Man in Austria in a time of 11 hours 19 minutes and I couldn’t be more proud.  It makes it all worth it.

My husband is an Iron Man.  I am tired and emotional.  I think its called balance?

He is now thinking of the events he is doing next year, I didn’t want a holiday…….

My main event for 2017 has been and gone, and whilst the Vatternrundan was absolutely epic and I loved it, I have other events for the remainder of the year and I am switching my training up.

I am lucky that I surround myself with people who are awesome.  Being part of cycling, running and triathlon clubs means I spend time with people who are inspiring and so positive.  Having people like this in your life lifts you up and makes me realise I can do what I set out to achieve.

For the rest of the year I have two 100 mile bike rides (the Prudential Ride London 100 and Birmingham Velo) and so my training on the bike will continue for both of those.

I also have four obstacle runs (Nuclear Blast, Nuclear Blackout, Spartan Beast and Nuclear Fallout).

I recently took part and completed Spitfire Scramble (a 24 hour relay run) as part of the amazing, all female, team Scrambled Legs.  Whilst I had a blast and loved it I have not done much running this year at all and I didn’t find any of my three 10k laps easy.  I have much to work on in terms of running including posture, technique and breathing.

So I have spoken with a friend, who is also an amazing personal trainer and has worked with my husband as his strength and conditioning coach in the run up to his full distance Ironman this year, and she is setting me a plan to help with all of the above.  She asks me what I want and I basically send her a picture of a body perfect woman and say this, this is what I want.  She ignores me.  She has her work cut out for her.  And so today sees my first session with her #bodybyvinny

All of the above means a change to the structure of my weekly training plan and also my nutrition.  All for the better.

I have invested in some new workout equipment including:

• skipping rope
• battle ropes and anchor
• agility ladder
• boxing gloves
• core bag
• I also have a huge tyre that is currently at a friends that I will soon be collecting

When I start using these in my garden I am sure my neighbours are going to think I am nuts!  To one side one neighbour has swingball and the other a hot tub and there will be me flipping a lorry tyre (as you do).

I will be sharing some hints and tips as to how you can train for an obstacle run including plans from Spartan and how you can use these also, which hopefully people will find useful.

Watch this space…….

Recently I had the opportunity to arrange my first event for the This Girl Can campaign with the lovely people from Base Jump trampoline park in Rayleigh.  I was fortunate enough that loads of amazing ladies turned up and we had a class put on for us at the venue with an instructor from Fitness Essex.

I had been to Base Jump previously and knew how much fun it was so the prospect of mixing that with fitness seemed a great way to get a workout in and that was absolutely the case!  James from Fitness Essex (not Ben! I called this man Ben all evening and he let me, despite the fact that was not his name, which I now know #hidesfaceinshame) was amazing and genuinely interested in the campaign and getting women active.

There was about 40 of us in total and with the disco lights flashing and music on we soon got to it, each on a trampoline, with big smiles on our faces.  We were doing a Bounce Ex class and this included a range of moves on the trampolines though not all jumping, some were using the trampolines to do push ups and planks.  Bounce Ex is “a unique and extremely fun method of not only burning fat and getting fit, but to also have some serious fun!”  But let me tell you it was also hard work!

I am pleased to say that I am working with Base Jump to get this on their schedule as a regular class so if you are interested I would definitely recommend it – what’s not to love? Music, bouncing, fun, getting active and enjoying yourself all at the same time – winning situation!

Here is a video taken by a fellow ambassador, Laura Try, showing a little bit of the night:

There were also a number of fellow ambassadors take part and this also shows the essence of the campaign with women coming together!

Some fun facts from Base Jump – did you know:

• You burn more calories bouncing for 10 minutes than you do jogging for 30.
• Studies show that just one hour of jumping on a trampoline burns over 1000 calories.
• Although trampolining provides an intense workout for the muscles and bones, the mat absorbs 80 per cent of the shock from the rebound. This absorption reduces the stress on bones and joints and minimizes the chance of injury. Over time, this can result in improved balance, co-ordination and posture.
• Muscle tone and suppleness is improved and your body fat percentage is reduced by trampolining. Muscles are also strengthened and lengthened, which increases flexibility. Regular use of a trampoline can also help improve posture and general muscle health. Being an aerobic exercise, your circulation is greatly improved. As you jump, your muscles such as the calf contract, helping the heart push greater quantities of blood enriched with oxygen around the body.
• Participating in activities at Base Jump regularly can help increase your body’s metabolic rate and its ability to burn calories more efficiently. Bouncing stimulates endorphins in the body, releasing a mood-enhancing chemical that produces a sense of well-being in the body. Active exercise helps overcome negativity and depression and can lead to a happier, more positive you.
• It’s the best cardio you will ever enjoy!

I’ve recently been to Club La Santa in Lanzarote with Havering Triathlon Club.

My husband is a member of this local club and I know most of the people so when they had a spare space and I was offered it I took the opportunity.  I have since joined the club myself so was excited to be going on the trip but equally nervous.  I am not sure what I was nervous about if I am honest as I mentioned before I knew most of the people and they are all lovely.  I did not know how hilly the island was and I am not good with hills.  I am also not good with heat so combining the two was not exactly a thrilling idea either.

I must say I was so impressed with the whole trip.  The tri club sorted everything from accommodation and flights to the training schedule.  Admittedly when I first saw the training schedule I was terrified – it was very well thought out but there was so much on it but then I was there to train so decided to go with it.  They had experienced coaches on hand for sessions, ride leaders and groups for all elements based on ability.

I am easily intimidated and being surrounded by so many accomplished athletes who have all successfully completed so much was a tad overwhelming (there may have been some tears on the first day) but everyone was so friendly and supportive that I forgot about any nerves.

Club La Santa is situated on the north-west coast of Lanzarote and although we were there with a concentration on swim,  bike and run there is so much more on offer at the complex including its own lagoon for open water swimming, paddle boarding and kayaking.  It also makes a nice loop for a run of 2 miles that can be extended or repeated.

I took my own bike though there are facilities there for hiring bikes also.  The cycling was my main interest at the camp and although I do not like hills there is no better way to improve than to train on them.  Club La Santa is nicely situated so that whatever direction you leave you have less than half a mile until you start climbing and yes I am being sarcastic here about it being nice not about the climbing.  And they are not hills you climb around the island but mountains.  But I am so pleased I got up them, at my pace admittedly, but I got up them and didn’t need to stop or walk – I even scratched my bike leaning it against a wall at the top of Mirador but I don’t care it can be a memory!

I also had some firsts on the trip:

• I climbed mountains on my bike
• I took part in a relay triathlon with two lovely ladies
• I took part in my first brick session (I have previously done one duathlon but not before or after done a run off the bike and I still think that will take some time to get used to – I’m still in the legs have a life of their own phase)
• I had a swimming lesson
• I drank protein shakes (I was in an apartment with a food policeman and was told on his good authority this was necessary)
• I learned you can take out as many gas canisters for punctures from London but you are only allowed to return with 2 from Lanzarote and if you try and take more the airport police take you to a back room and make you unpack and remove them as my husband found out.

We also had joker cards given to each of us and when presented the last person to show theirs had to put 1 euro in the pot that went towards the meal at the end of the week.  It was funny seeing these be pulled out in the pool or halfway up a mountain on the bike.

I tri’d – see what I did there?

If I could I would sign up now for the next trip – can’t recommend it enough!  And by that I mean both the trip to Club La Santa and being part of Havering Tri Club so if you are looking for a triathlon club then look no further.

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