Everything’s not lost

I’ve had it five years. Dragging it around with me, always feeling a little bit embarrassed by it but never having time to really take care of it. I’m talking about my 10m TT PB.

An early start this morning and a trip up to Crathorne produced the goods. All this after suffering with a cold for 7 days. I suppose I was well rested then. The World Duathlon championships are approaching and I was starting to get concerned. It seems my bike form is hanging in there. I suspect that’s not the case for my run form but at least i only have one discipline to worry about then.

The Crathorne course isn’t super fast, a bit draggy but the wind was kind today.

She’s a perfect 10

It wasn’t all me, me, me either. Mrs H came up with the goods for a PB and FASTEST LADY. Sporting lucky number 10, Mrs H got her PB down to a mid-27. I’m married to a fast woman.