It doesn’t seem like 6 months since my first meeting with Coach Fi to discuss my training programme for my first Ironman. I remember us both sheltering from the cold on a dreary January evening, and me bombarding Fiona with hundreds of questions over a couple of cups of coffee, I just couldn’t wait to start my programme and now in the blink of an eye and several hundreds, if not thousand of km’s of swimming, cycling and running – IM France is imminent, I will be on the start line two weeks today!

A lot has happened in that blink of an eye, hilly sportives, a sprained ankle that took forever to heal, team road trips, V02 max testing, broken bike :-(, new bike :-), a love/hate relationship with aqua-running, physio sessions, a bike course recce weekend, team rides with bacon sandwich stops :-), team rides without bacon sandwich stops :-(, team swims followed by team talking nonsense at The White Horse, tentative runs along the towpath willing my ankle to heal … being part of...Read on..>