Bowhill duathlon (medium) 2015

My last blog post was about the difficulties of training for events with a one year old in the house and about the virtues of riding just for the fun of it… so how did I get here??


“Here” being the medium length event of the annual Bowhill off-road duathlon series. It doesn’t look at lot like it in that picture but I really enjoyed the event too!

In 2012/13 I took part in the short event just before I got pregnant and had a day of mixed fortunes. There was no chance of taking part in 2013/14 with the wee one only a few months old, and initially I hadn’t really planned to do the 2014/15 series…. until we went to the John Muir Winter Carnival at the end of November. We just went along for a fun family day out and to watch friends take party in the cyclecross race, and meet up with another friend who had taken part in the trail run. It was a fun day out but I felt a pang of longing to be taking part. Not in the actual cyclecross (that looks like hell!) but just taking part in an event.

The next Foxlake trail race was too long for me, and the one after that would be run at night, but they are re-running the 13km route in late March so I went home and signed up.

Then I had a big glass of wine and got a bit click-happy – signing up for the medium Bowhill duathlon in late January and long Bowhill duathlon in late February as ¬†‘training’ and to keep my motivation up through the winter. Sometimes you just have to go for it – no?

So, back to 18 January, not the best day for a duathlon as my friend had her 40th birthday party the night before. I woke up feeling nauseous and unsure if I was too nervous to eat, hungover, or too worried about maybe being hungover. I forced a big bowl of porridge down and decided it was just nerves. Thankfully the duathlons don’t start till midday so I set off at 10 feeling much better and drove down to Selkirk through a snowy winter-wonderland. I signed in and got my timing ‘dibber’ and checked out where to rack my bike in transition. This might be the time to mention that i’ve never done a bike-run before, not even in training. The short dualton is run-bike. Ah well.

The bike was fun! We ground upwards through increasing ly deep snow.. I rode the whole way but was a bit disheartened to find some competitors were able to run pushing their bikes faster than I was riding! The way down again was slip-slidey fun. I took it carefully and steadily and stayed upright all the way round, I actually really enjoyed this part as my heart and lungs tried to recover from the climb.

Into transition towards the back of the pack but really not that far back. Then I made a big mistake, I tried to take my waterproof jacket off with my Garmin still on my wrist and it got stuck. THREE MINUTES it took me to disentangle myself from the stupid thing! grrr….

I set off at a light jog for the run course to try to get the legs working, which would have been fine except that after about a minute the course began to climb again, and climb, steeper and steeper, on a layer of wet mud and snow. There was no way I could run, I was struggling to scramble up there at a fast walk. About halfway up there was a junction and a blue arrow pointed up to the right, but I could see a couple running ahead of me straight on, and a few ahead of them…. I was torn… I was pretty sure we were following those blue arrows but not confident enough to go alone so I shouted out to the others, the two immediately ahead heard me and came back and agreed I was right…. eventually just before the top the couple pulled ahead of me and the guys who went the wrong way caught me up complaining about how they’d taken a wrong turn ūüôā I was passed by another couple of people on this bit and then another couple of people on the steep run back down. I was in trail shoes but I think spikes might have been better… again it was a layer of very wet slippy mud with a thick layer of snow on top.

When we got down the slope, we crossed the road near the start/finish, at this point I couldn’t actually feel my legs. It was a very odd sensation, they were like dead weights but somehow I was able to tell them to just keep moving. The second half of the run was thankfully much flatter and I jogged round as fast as I could manage, trying not to trip or slip on the rough ground even though I could barely lift my feet clear of the roots. In the last km or so I saw quite a few people, passed some, some passed me, to be honest at this end of the field we were all just trying to make it to the finish. I’d have loved to finish with a sprint but by this point I had no control over my legs and they just plodded me up the finishing straight at survival pace and I dibbed in to finish. Total time 1hr 44mins. 56min on the bike. 3 in transition and 45 on the run/slip/walk/plod.

As I write this, the long event is two weeks away. Training has been a mixed bag. It took my lower calfs two full weeks to recover entirely from the last event. I ran a parkrun 5k yesterday in an ok time (for me). I MUST do a good few hill runs in the next ten days, and I hope to cycle out to next weeks parkrun as a “brick” training sesh, then I will rest well.

But would you believe it? – I’ve only got another 40th birthday party the night before the next event!!!

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Making time


It’s taken a month to finally write this blog post as life with a toddler flashes by with never enough time to do even half of what I’d like to do.

I’m so glad that despite the fact is meant cutting our holiday a couple of days short, my husband encouraged me to make the effort to go on my bike club’s annual weekend away in early October. Two glorious days of riding mountain bikes for the fun of it. No time pressures to get back to take over childcare or baby dinner times. And great company!

Twenty of us left the trailhead together on Saturday before splitting into smaller groups out on the trail. I rode in a group taking the red at a steady pace, stopping to coach ourselves through any obstacles that gave us pause. The weather obliged with glorious autumn sunshine too. It was a weekend designed perfectly to remind me why I ride bikes ūüôā

On the subject of fabulous women’s mountain biking events, club weekend away came just a couple of weeks after the Rachel Atherton foxhunt event.


Held just outside Edinburgh, the foxhunt format has been run by Red Bull with Gee Atherton but Rachel’s foxhunt was women only. The race is mass-start with the “fox” starting off the back with the aim of passing the whole field.
Saturday was practice and seeding runs and Sunday was the race. I really enjoyed Saturday and wasn’t too disappointed with my seeding. However unfortunately I woke on Sunday with my dodgy shoulder ceased solid and couldn’t actually race ūüė¶

I shouldn’t have been so surprised I suppose. I really haven’t ridden much this year, and the open-hillside riding on tussocky grass was brutal on the upper body. Not to mention the mammoth push-up!

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Although I really enjoyed the foxhunt weekend, and even enjoyed spectating on the Sunday I was a bit down about things – Struggling to fit in the training required just to survive the events I want to do, like the Selkirk mtb marathon back in June. I used to be able to just sign up for stuff and know I was fit enough or that it would be easy to just add a few more training miles. Now it’s really not so easy to find any more time in the day.

But then came the Hervélo weekend away and I realised that events are great, but sometimes just riding with friends for fun is better.

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Selkirk mountain bike marathon

Image: Andy Upton

Image: Andy Upton

I haven’t posted a lot on this blog in the last nine months… the little boy has meant that outdoor adventures have been limited quite considerably. However, I’ve still done my best to get out on the bike a few times each month. Just after Calum was born I signed up to the Selkirk mountain bike marathon as something to aim at getting fit again for. This is an event that I’ve done most years since I first began biking. Starting with¬†the 25km option when I really wasn’t experienced enough to manage the course (but having a lot of fun in the process) and more recently doing the 50km option twice. The course is a big day out, with ¬†something like 1600m of climbing in the 50k course. In reality I wasn’t able to do nearly enough riding in advance of the event, and getting up twice every night to feed the little boy isn’t the best preparation, but I headed down to Selkirk anyway thinking I’d just take the pace easy and see what happened.

I was really chuffed to meet up with some of my cycling club mates from Herv√©lo Cycling and especially when they said they were happy to ride as a group (they’re all a lot fitter than I am right now).

Great company for a grand day out

Great company for a grand day out

The route climbed through the Bowhill¬†Estate up to 460m followed by a fast descent, another climb up to 325m and then some really fun steep, loose, muddy tracks through the Bowhill woods…. there were a lot of dabs, some stalls and big grins all round ūüôā

At the 30km mark we had climbed up to 450m again, to the top of the Three Brethern. Just as we approached the summit we could see the leaders of the British Marathon Champs who had completed 70km of their 75km route crossing the summit in the other direction and beginning the final descent. Our course still had 20km to go, from the top of the Brethern¬†down into Yair¬†forest, round into the next valley and all the way up to the top of the Brethern¬†again. At this point I really felt that I’d done enough. I’d had fun, but I think the next 20km would have broken me so instead I waited for a break in the Champs’ field and joined the final 5km¬†descent back to the event village for a dnf.

In the end I’d ridden 35km with 1000m of ascent in 4h50mins. I am happy with that. Normally I’d really have hated to dnf but on that day, calling it while I was still having fun and going home to my mum duties without being broken was more important. There’ll be plenty time for breaking myself once the wee one is sleeping through ūüėõ


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Goodbye bump…. hello little boy!

Bump's last mtb ride at 37.5 weeks

Bump’s last mtb ride at 37.5 weeks

A friend who has never mountain biked¬†before wanted to¬†give it a try (yay a convert!)¬†so I decided that since I felt good I’d go along with her for a very easy run at Glentress. And so bump had his last ride as a bump at 37.5 weeks gestation. It was a nice day, we drove up to the top carpark and had two leisurely goes round the green route. Then I¬†took the van back down the hill while they rode down the blue back to the Peel cafe. My friend enjoyed herself (or at least said she did) so I am hoping she’ll come back with me after the birth to keep me company while I¬†attempt my first post-pregnancy¬†full climb up from the bottom car park.

Two weeks after that ride, we were overjoyed to be able to meet our wee boy!

Obviously nobody can predict what labour and birth might have in store for them, there are so many factors over which we have absolutely no control, and so much is down to luck. But being active throughout pregnancy and having experience of endurance sports pre-pregnancy certainly felt like it helped me cope with the psychological side of labour and birth. We were fortunate to spend most of the labour at home or in the birthing pool and both recovered from the birth well.

In fact, we were so fortunate in our experience and recovery that last weekend, after just three weeks, I was feeling ready to get back on my bike. The boy is breastfeeding every 1.5-2hrs so I am not planning anything strenuous anytime soon, but cabin-fever was starting to set in after two weeks spent mainly indoors with only gentle walks with the sling or pram to keep me mobile. So, on Saturday my husband took the boy and I headed out on my hardtail for a gentle bike path ride.

I started with the sheer joy of being able to manual up a large kerb… a couple of bunny hops,¬†followed by a descent of a small flight of steps. Oh my goodness it’s good to not be responsible for a permanent passenger any more!!

I blasted up a smooth off-road path for 20km in 1hr20m¬†(a route that took me a good 2hrs when pregnant). Got back in time for the boy’s next feed with a dose of sunshine and the cobwebs blown away…. almost makes it possible to handle¬†the sleep deprivation ūüôā

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Pregnant mountainbiking: my top tips

I did my last properly tough mountain bike rides when I was 6.5-7.5 weeks pregnant. I wasn’t worried about hurting the embryo as it was so small at that stage and so protected inside my body. But¬†a couple of weeks later¬†I started looking around for tips and advice on mountainbiking when pregnant and all I could find was the advice “don’t do it”. But I also heard people say that about running when pregnant and yet I know many women do it safely and there’s even a book by Runner’s World on Running¬†and Pregnancy.

So, I continued to ride and made adjustments. Every pregnancy is different, but here are my personal top tips on mountain biking in pregnancy if you want to keep riding:

1. Do what¬†YOU feel comfortable and confident doing. Nobody but you knows how you feel on the bike in terms of balance and rough terrain. Pregnancy is supposed to affect your balance but so far I haven’t felt that. I am choosing to¬†stick mostly to double-track, farm tracks, forest roads and well-surfaced ‘all access’ walking paths. I know I could ride my local blue¬†route but for me the temptation to go fast or to jump off the obstacles is just too much so the only blue route I’ve ridden since the second trimester is one I’d never seen before which I was able to ride slowly and conservatively. I have also not¬†used spds,¬†wearing flats and keeping to slow speeds and nothing steep¬†so that if¬†I do have a wobble chances are I’ll be able to put a foot down rather than actually hit the deck.

Bump at 29 weeks on a bike ride near Wooler

Bump at 29 weeks on a bike ride near Wooler

2. Effort. For guidance on effort I used the advice in the pregnancy running book. I have stuck to riding well within myself at a steady pace where I am breathing slightly hard and just starting to sweat but not puffing or getting overheated. I have chosen routes without any steep hills mainly because I cannot comfortably use my core for power so I am sitting in a low gear using my legs only at high cadence. For those in the early stages of pregnancy it is worth knowing that even if you feel out of breath and struggling at 8,9,10 weeks you might still feel absolutely fine at 20+ weeks. My body struggled a lot with the hormonal changes in the first trimester and I was truly exhausted but after 20 weeks I got my energy back and felt far more able to ride again.

3. Water. Drink it. Lots. I have found myself feeling best when I’ve been drinking a HUGE amount more than pre-pregnancy. By the end of the pregnancy you will have increased your blood volume by 50%, not to mention all the other fluids you need in pregnancy¬†so you need to stay hydrated. I’ve been sucking down a litre or more even on a very gentle 20k ride on the flat. I live in a cool country but if you’re somewhere warm make sure you’re taking on enough electrolyte to balance the fluid. This will be more than¬†you needed¬†pre-pregnancy.

5. Positioning on the bike. This became an issue for me around¬†18 weeks. I didn’t have much of a bump by then really but even still the angle of my pelvis had changed as well as the ligaments in my pelvis relaxing with the hormones meaning that after 1.5-2hrs in the saddle I was feeling sore and needing to sit upright to relieve the stiffness. I solved this with three adjustments…



First I swapped the stem on my bike for a shorter one. The stem is the bit that goes between the vertical steering tube and the horizontal handlebars (see photo). Stems come in various lengths; 50mm, 70mm, 100mm… the shorter the stem, the closer your handlebars will be to you and the more upright your body position will be.

Second was looking at the saddle….

Saddle adjustment

Saddle adjustment

If you loosen both the bolts that face down towards the ground you can slide the saddle back and forward on the metal runners you see in this photo to bring it closer or further away from the handlebars. Again, the closer to the handlebars, the more upright you will be, I moved mine forward about 1.5cms.

The third adjustment happens when tightening those same bolts again; the balance between the tightness of each of them will control the angle of the saddle, you can see in this picture that the front of my saddle is a little bit lower than the back, this keeps the majority of my weight on my actual sitting bones rather than anywhere more delicate!

For the two adjustments of the saddle, I took an allen key out with me on a 2.5hr ride and stopped 3-4 times to adjust a bit forward, a bit back, a bit up, a bit down, till I got the balance just right. This has lasted me so far from 18 weeks to 29 weeks in comfort.

6. Clothes. I’ve posted this already but I bought a set of cycling clothes from a cheap supermarket (Aldi) – shorts (knee-length, ladies size 16), a men’s large t-shirt and a men’s large jacket with zip-off sleeves – all for ¬£30 total. The kit is a bit nasty (shorts very thin, jacket gets a bit sweaty) but I’ll only be wearing it for six months or so.

All for £30!!

All for £30!!

For a waterproof, I’ve been stealing my husband’s but it’s getting tight now too so I’m just using the softshell in the rain or¬†just getting¬†wet.

7. Frustration. I’ve struggled a bit with the frustration of sticking to easy trails and avoiding exertion and adrenaline (two key elements of mountainbiking normally) but I have found that even though I may be very un-inspired by the route I’ve got planned¬†I ALWAYS feel better after I’ve been out. Also, I’m trying to think of these pregnant rides as scouting rides for routes that will work when the bump is a baby in a trailer or bike seat.

8. Knowing when to stop…. well, I now have less than seven weeks to D-day and haven’t stopped yet.. I’ll let you know…

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Wooler and Kielder blue route riding

Bump at 29 weeks on a bike ride near Wooler

Bump at 29 weeks on a bike ride near Wooler

With bigger things on our mind this year, we didn’t really want to spend a lot of money on our summer holidays this year. We also wanted to go before I got to the stage where I couldn’t really do much…. not that we knew (or know) when that stage would/will come.

So we took a week off in June 29 weeks into the pregnancy to go off in our campervan. We chose to head south to the northern part of Northumberland and the very southern part of the Scottish Borders where I hoped the less extreme landscape would mean more walking and cycling opportunities I could still handle.

In the end it worked out very well. I did two big bike rides during the week. Both of about 25km… the first was a ride around Wooler which we found in a leaflet in Wooler tourist info. As a lot of the ride was on National Cycle Network (NCN) 68 I assumed it would be all on tarmac or surfaced path, but I was wrong.. it was far more interesting ūüôā It was 24km in total with 370m of climbing and took just under 2 1/2 hours:

NCN routes aren't all tarmac it turns out!

NCN routes aren’t all tarmac it turns out!

Who knew a NCN route could be this interesting?

Who knew a NCN route could be this interesting?

Made me laugh

Made me laugh

So many great routes in the area around Wooler

So many great routes in the area around Wooler

The second ride I managed was a couple of days later. We were in¬†Kielder where there are man-made mountain bike routes and we planned to do the blue ‘Osprey’ route together then Si would add the red route afterwards.


The first half of the route has one nice bit of singletrack but is mainly on forest road. When we got halfway round I was quite tired and we considered stopping where the route splits and one option goes back to the start, but…. there’s a map by the trail side at that point and it showed that almost all the second half of the ride would be on singletrack… I couldn’t resist!

By the time we got back I’d covered¬†almost 27km and climbed over 400m and it had taken 3 1/2¬†hours. The last 5km into a screaming headwind. I¬†felt utterly¬†exhausted. But a couple of hours later and after some food¬†I felt absolutely fine again and had no aches at all then or the next day.

The holiday also involved a couple of short walks…

Nature walk on Lindisfarne

Nature walk on Lindisfarne

Short walk in Craik forest

Short walk in Craik forest

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Tweedlove.. with a bump

This past week has been the annual Tweedlove bike festival in the Tweed Valley. Last year during Tweedlove I took part in the Glentress 7 (a seven hour race for solos, pairs or threes), and Natural Tweed (a 50km natural ride out), the year before I did Natural Tweed and this year my husband was signed up for the King and Queen of the Hill Enduro.

So what is a girl with a nearly-six-months-pregnant bump to do during a biking festival?

There was a big risk of me feeling a bit left out and resentful from being¬†unable to ride, so since we were down for the Enduro anyway I thought I’d sign up to marshall. Luckily the weather was kind and it was a decent day for sitting out for six hours helping competitors ‘dip’ at the start of timed stage 3 then taking down the tape on that stage after the last rider.

My spot for the day

My spot for the day

Timed stage 3 start

Timed stage 3 start

We picked up our new campervan on the Friday before the Enduro weekend so we stayed down overnight on the Saturday between practice day and race day. It was a glorious day on the Saturday and a pleasant evening so I’m really glad we did. By Sunday night though after two days on my feet and a bit of steep hiking to clear tape off the course, I would say I was about as physically tired as my husband who had raced the course! Still it was a nice tired; sun and wind blasted and although achey not suffering any particular pregnancy pains.

Thursday night was Herv√©lo pub night so I went along after my pregnancy yoga class to catch up with some riding friends, then this Friday afternoon I got tired of reading tweets and hearing¬†about other people’s riding fun so I took myself on my bike up to the Pentland hills in glorious weather. It was about 27km of gentle riding which felt pretty good even if it wasn’t particularly exciting. ¬†I had aimed to make it back down¬†to Glentress watch¬†the Dual Slalom on Friday night but work conspired against us until it was too late. I’m really sorry I missed one of the¬†Herv√©los getting a podium place! Lots of Herv√©lo¬† riders also podium-ed at the GT7 which is brilliant! I wouldn’t have had any chance of a podium if I’d entered¬†but oh, I wish I could have ridden anyway…. next summer…… ūüôā

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Cycling to halfway… and beyond…

It’s been ten weeks since our ski holiday and it’s gone pretty quickly really. I am now 22.5 weeks pregnant so well over the half way mark. Pregnancy is always measured in weeks, before I was pregnant this meant nothing to me, so for those in that position – pregnancy is counted (in the UK anyway) as 40 weeks long which is more than 9 months.. closer to 10 really. Half way is obviously the 20 week¬†point when there is a very detailed scan. Our 20 week scan showed a very healthy little boy measuring perfectly for his due date despite me not having very much of a bump to show and not feeling much movement yet.

After I got back from skiing, I got a cold which really knocked me in terms of energy. I was utterly exhausted and felt awful for a good couple of weeks. Pregnancy apparently narrows the sinuses anyway due to increased blood volume and the wonderful news is that almost all decongestants are banned in pregnancy as they contain stimulants. The weather also conspired against me, it snowed on and off for most of March! Very unusual for Scotland. The snow turning to ice on the paths prevented me from doing any running or cycling for a while so I ordered a couple of pregnancy fitness dvds to do at home along with my weekly yoga class.

After my cold finally shifted, the snow began to melt at lower levels. I went out for a 23km cycle with the ‘leisure ride’ group of my cycling club. It was really good fun. The ride was gentle, even for me in my current condition ūüôā but it was nice to be out with a really friendly group of women who are all building their fitness and confidence on the bike and enjoying a social ride.

I kept promising myself that I would get out for a walk more often with the ideal of turning some into a walk/jog but my energy levels at that stage were just so low overall that working and attending the occasional¬†social event was about all I could manage between needing to sleep… In early April I was needing around 10-12hrs sleep a day!!!!

For the last month I have managed to get out for a bike ride each weekend. A couple with the Hervelo¬†‘leisure’ group and a fe on my own. I have found some nice 20-25k loops from my house and although they don’t really excite me much I’m always glad I’ve gone once I’m out. I had a bit of a wobble about a week and a half ago at 21.5 weeks as the weather finally warmed and spring came and my energy returned. I felt really constrained and like I wasn’t allowed or able to do anything really fun anymore. I was very down that Saturday morning but I picked up my bike and headed out and rode 25km up into the foot of the hills on farm tracks and came back feeling 100% better. Partly it was the sunshine and fresh air and exercise and partly it was the realisation that I can do 25km if it’s steady.

The following day my husband was heading to a mountain bike trail centre near us but luckily after posting on facebook I found out a friend who is also pregnant was planning on heading down for a walk and a coffee while her partner and friends rode so we went down and had a really nice forest walk for an hour or so.

I think the wobble was caused by the return of my energy levels. I’m pleased to say that I now feel close to ‘normal’ in terms of energy and have since about 20 weeks. I know every pregnancy is different but it would have been nice to know from 6weeks onwards that it can get so much easier – I think I imagined it would only get harder!

This week, after the success of last weekend, I went out and bought myself some cheap and big bike gear. A cut-price supermarket was doing a cycling deal so I bought a pair of large ladies padded shorts which feel like they’ll last me as long as I want to keep riding. I also got a large mens cycling t-shirt and a jacket with zip off sleeves – all for ¬£30!!! It’s not high quality stuff but it’ll get me through this summer still riding.

All for £30!!

All for £30!!

Yesterday, my husband and some friends were taking part in an event. The Perthshire Enduro¬†at Dunkeld. It’s a lovely part of the world so I headed up there with a map plans for maybe a gentle ride or a walk while they were out. One of my friends there also decided not to enter as she’s saving money so she came with me and we rode a really pretty route on landrover tracks for a couple of hours and then went to the last downhill section to support the racers which was fun. It was great to just be outside all day again.


Tracks on the Atholl estate made gentle riding

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Mill Dam

I’m still not running, and I don’t think I will start again until after. After a talk by an ante-natal physio¬†I am too worried about my knees and feet as I know my alignment is all out with a wider pelvis and loser ligaments meaning all pregnant women are prone to dropped arches (I overpronted¬†before pregnancy anyway). I am really enjoying the bike riding and feeling comfortable with it and happy to say that so far I am not suffering any of the ‘normal’ pregnancy aches and pains yet so I will stick with what I know is working for me.

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Skiing, France… at 12 weeks pregnant.

This year’s ski holiday was in Val Thorens in the Three Valleys in France. It was booked long before I got pregnant or we even knew it was likely, and to be honest the highest ski resort in Europe at 2300m (7546 ft) was probably not the best choice for a pregnant woman but with snow like this who can complain?

View from our chalet balcony

View from our chalet balcony

The snow was fantastic, and the weather was so kind to us all week – with bright sunshine every day except the final morning. And with more than 600 km (370 mi) of piste in the ski area we barely scratched the surface.


Perfect snow, perfect sun.

Skiing at 12weeks¬†pregnant was fine once I’d persuaded¬†my husband to swap salopettes¬†– on the first day in my own salopettes¬†I discovered I couldn’t bend at the waist at all, luckily he’s lost a bit of weight lately and could fit into mine when I commandeered his!

I had to finish up earlier than the rest of the group each day and have a nap before dinner¬†but I still skied from 9:30am to about 3pm (sometimes 4). I took it slowly and carefully but not so slowly I couldn’t keep up with the group. Thankfully I have a very relaxed ski style (some instructors have called it a ‘lazy’ style) and I generally ski with little effort and no aggression¬†anyway. I skipped the moguls which I usually enjoy but still had a great week.


The rest of the group weren’t complaining about the extra chocolat¬†chaud breaks!

¬†It’ll be a while now till we¬†next get to the slopes, or the Alps anyway. The 2014 season is unlikely as our new addition will only be¬†3-5 months¬†old. The couple of years after that we may have to make do with short trips to the Scottish slopes where we can share childcare and ski passes. But we’ve got our eye firmly set on Austria for our first family ski trip when the little one is old enough to have their first try on skis… and I fully expect him or her to be leaving¬†both his or her parents¬†behind in no time at all.

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Bowhill Winter Duathlon 1

Sunday 2nd December dawned cold and frosty. It was the first (and shortest) of the Bowhill¬†Winter off-road Duathlon series¬†and my first ever Duathlon. I’ve done a few trail runs and a few mountain bike events so I thought I’d give this a go.

Image copyright: Iain Linton Photography

Transition at Bowhill House tearooms

For this one in the series it was run first then bike. It was so icy though that the running leg was more of an ice skating leg, starting out on black ice on tarmac estate road. By the time we started climbing the track I was pretty near the back. I puffed and panted my way up the hill struggling with the underfoot conditions Рit was so rough, one foot could be sunk into mud up to the ankle while the other is on solid ice and on the next step it could be the other way round, much of the run was off-piste through the forest without even a path to follow. On the way down the hill the ice got too much for me at one point where the road had flooded then frozen and I went flying!


Image: Iain Linton

I landed full body in the mud on a section where we passed¬†from flooded and then iced-over¬†road¬†onto wet mud. Under the full-body¬†mud-pack I felt my right hand stinging but didn’t really stop to think about it… Into transition I was third from last, pulled my gloves over my sore hand and my helmet on and was out again faster than anybody else…

On the bike I felt far better and started to reel in other competitors, I enjoyed the bike leg and in total I passed 12 people one by one by being able to stay on the bike the whole time despite having the wrong tyres on. I finished 123 out of 132 but looking at the bike times I was about another 20 places up the field in the bike part. After finishing I peeled off my gloves to reveal a huge slice up the inside of my wrist and onto the palm of my hand which took a LOT of very painful scrubbing to get the mud out of!

For some crazy reason I have already signed up to the next (medium) one in late January but that one is bike first so I will be more in the mix and between now and then I have plans to really practice my off-piste running.

Run: 00:30:26
Transition: 00:01:56
Bike: 00:36:42
Total: 01:09:04

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