Ladies Day @ Eton Dorney

What an incredible club turnout we had at Leeds Castle last month. A super enjoyable day. As a club we have so many top performers from juniors to Iron Man, it’s hard to keep track of it all it’s awesome. I’m sure those of you who have met me know that I love tri just for – trying! It’s the one sport where ALL abilities are welcome.

Ladies Day @ Eton Dorney
Last Sunday was a real “Ladies Day” at Eton at the Women’s only triathlon. No meringues, strawberries and cream in sight, but a fabulous day nevertheless. Was I nervous? Yes, always am, especially when it was hot enough to melt my Jelly Babies into liquid. As a fair Scottish lass I had prepared by smothering myself with factor 50 suncream from head to toe. I don’t do 30+ degrees heat. The water was a balmy 24.4. Being an event with many novices BTF had given special dispensation to wear wetsuits up to 25. Most of us in the sprint had chosen not to wear wetsuits. Getting into tri suit was sweaty enough! I had pre-planned this eventuality and practiced a couple of swims at Leybourne. I was in the 41+ year heat (unusual as I’m only 21) and we were all so demure while waiting in the start pen. That didn’t last long. Dean – you would have been proud of me. For the first time ever I enjoyed some start line antics. Green trisuit (colour changed to respect anonymity in line with GDPR) set off at about same pace and I was sitting on her left. Scarlet was on my left. Green wasn’t sighting. We had to veer right. Green didn’t like it. Green and I exchanged some sporting knocks while Scarlet sped off. 100m further and Scarlet was holding onto support kayak. Scarlet had gone off too fast. Last time I was at Eton 3 years ago I did the same. Scarlet was thankfully OK and was back in the game soon. They had said swim exit was hard to sight. You are not kidding me..a black arch in front of a grey building is really hard to see in full sun. I swam more than 750 that’s for sure. The bike course at Eton is a proper time trial. Closed road, flat as a proverbial pancake but there was still wind on the outward leg. 4 laps was the order of the day. So much fun to be had. Always someone to chase especially when the heats behind us were shorter races. On every lap there were more people to pursue. Passing someone clearly 20 years younger than you is the BEST feeling ever and I didn’t mind it when race friend I’d made in start pen passed me. Total respect as she had 20 years on me. She said she had followed me in the swim, bad idea as I couldn’t see :O) ‘Gel gate’ happened on lap 2. Cycled over a discarded gel (grrr) and it stuck on front tyre. It would not fall off and was thwacking forks and brakes on every revolution. Ended up stopping to rip it off as it was driving me insane. Could have stayed on the bike all day. Blooming marvellous. The run. First thing I saw was someone who was losing their breakfast due to exertion in the heat. Hope she was OK. Now I am not running anywhere at the moment, and was really self-conscious about Eton. The run is right in front of the spectators, when walking most of it nowhere to hide. People would laugh at me. Note to self – what was I worried about? The spectators were fabulous and so were all the ladies. We were all struggling. There was the odd sprinting gazelle, but not many! Human Race did well keeping us hydrated in that heat. Plenty of water, and very appreciated hose sprinklers. The hard part at Eton is running past your car – twice. After what felt like the longest 5K ever, the finish chute was in sight. I was mooching along, contemplating the alcohol free beer that I knew awaited me (Pimms would be better as that has fruit in it too, 5 a day and all that). A younger lady then jogged past me from one of the novice waves. She had a large support contingent cheering her on to the finish. She was busy waving and smiling finishing possibly her first tri. I saw my chance…a moment of judgement was required - how far to the line, 20m? Could I? Should I? Oh yes - Worth a try. I unleashed my inner Kelly Homes and I was off. I broke into a ‘sprint’. It must have looked hilarious. YESSS!! Lizzy takes the line overtaking on the inside. Best feeling ever. Me, competitive? Not at all ;o) Message of the day - have fun xxx
Posted: Jul 18, 2018 | Category: News