All kitted out

 I certainly wasn't expecting this - bitter 2 degree weather at the end of March. 

After putting off the training for Race the Sun, the Great North Run and the Royal Parks 1/2 marathons for as long as possible, the Easter weekend was crunch time - I either get on me bike or I give up before I've even begun.  Being a true kiwi, there was no option, no hard decision - it was time to get serious and start building those miles up. 

Having lived in the UK for the past 11 years, I confess I have softened somewhat.  There was no way I could get my little white legs out in a pair of shorts so, with the aid of Sweaty Betty, I kitted myself out in some thermal long trousers and long sleeved tops. 

With enthusiasm befitting a novice, I decided my first training cycle on cousin Gemma's bike should be out to Deddington - a mere 10km and one giant hill down the road.  Couldn't be that bad - I'd run up the thing many times two years ago...  It wasn't just the legs that ached, I could feel my butt, my arms and my back.  I'm proud to say that I did cycle all the way up that hill - twice over the weekend.  The scary thing is, by 31 August, I need to cycle 4 times that distance, and run up & down Helvellyn and kayak 3 km.


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