It would be cool to say i realised a dream I’d had for years but nothing is further from the truth. My journey into triathlons started at the Lincsquad adventure race. Not a swim,bike or run in sight! I was asked to kayak for a team for a couple of years. This then morphed into the bomber so i entered as swim/ kayak and thought that the atmosphere was amazing so wondered if i could possibly manage a sprint tri. With the help of Lincsquad and Parkrun I managed to just about crawl round the course, went home and died for the rest of the day but I’d done it! Read the rest of this entry »

So this is a race report about a sprint distance triathlon raced in Glasgow.

Ah ha you’ll be thinking that at last, this race report can’t possibly contain the words Ironman and non-wetsuit. Sorry but I’m going to try and fit them in somehow #laughingface. Read the rest of this entry »

Thought it was worthy of a race report as a good number of Lincsquadders nipped up North for the Cleveland Steelman. This event has proved popular with the club over the years probably due to the local ‘club’ run atmosphere, a testing, yet fast bike course and some pretty woodland scenery among the lakes. Read the rest of this entry »

I’m sitting here scratching at the tattoo residue on my arm, reflecting on what can only be described as one of the most special weekends I have experienced. It wasn’t something I’d planned on getting embroiled in, I don’t really like the extended training when I’ve done marathons in the past, and I’m not really sure how I got entered in the first place….

No, I do. David Gibbs. Read the rest of this entry »

Wind conditions: “Just blew in from the windy city, the windy city is mighty pretty”

I am currently laying immobile face down on the bed, collating a personal damage report from tonight’s 2 up TT (Lincsquad’s first ever 2 up TT). I teamed up with the Strongman Superhero from Epworth (Mr Woolgar),  more of that later, first could someone please get the pizza out of the oven and feed JC?  Let me wash my face, brush my teeth, artfully mess up my hair into some kind of wind swept beach babe style, look for my favourite Italy T shirt, put on a smiling sociable mask and we will get this report started…. Read the rest of this entry »