From an F to a G and a Cup

It's now Twixtmas as Aunt Marge likes to call it. Typically a time to reflect and perhaps start to train again. With this in mind I managed a very hilly 3.5 hour ride on a bitterly cold day. A very enjoyable ride and a great feeling after to know that I can manage this duration of ride without any problems.

Twixtmas was also the time to run hard for the first time in ages at the Chevin Chase and then try and repeat a good run again 2 days later at the Jolly Holly Jog. This time chasing Mr C (Singapore 70.3 TeamAVIVA team mate) who was dressed as a Reindeer. Chasing Rudolph, legs said "no thanks". A good run by Mr C all the same.

Twixtmas is also birthday time. This year it means I move from age group "F" (30-34) to "G" (35-40). "You're not 35 yet" I hear you cry. It's all to do with birthdates. It appears the 30th of December just doesn't cut the mustard.

And now for the cup. Mrs H was doing some t'interweb digging and discovered that I won the Duathlon National League. Not to be confused with the Mazda National League (More of a Grand Prix Series), the National League is akin to British Sports Car manufacturing. Instead of someone tinkering in their shed to produce a Noble, Caterham etc. A Triathlon Stato tinkers with his PC and looks at lots of events. There's a shiny trophy in the post.