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Patience is Bitter, but its fruit is sweet.

My Blog Posted on Thu, March 02, 2017 10:31:16

From 2013 to 2015 I was ranked in the top
10 in the world. And stood on a few podiums. So it might seem strange that I
changed things up in 2016. But I wanted more, I thought I was capable of more.
So I went for it. Training at home was a great set up for me. But I got sick
and missed out on the training I needed to be doing to be at my best. I
‘participated in’ a bunch of races, not at my best, in preparation for Rio. And
gave Rio everything I had. 21st was good. But still I wanted more. I
wanted to show what I could do, so I put the head down for Grand final in Cozumel
and hurt my back a week before the race.

Running in the big olympics.

I think people expected me to call it a
day; why because I’m old? Because I’m a woman, and I should have children?
Because I’ve had my go? Sorry folks, I’m a professional athlete and I can’t
just turn it off, its who I am. The desire to train hard, compete, be the best
I can be. Inevitably, there are hard times when the going gets tough and motivation wavers. But honestly I returned to training in October hungrier than
ever. With all the (many) lessons from injury and illness I was careful to
return to training. Having made the move to the Gold Coast with my husband,
training was ‘too easy’; glorious weather/ 50m pools everywhere/ grass tracks/
training groups all over the place. Everyone I met was a triathlete too! Moffy
introduced me to both her swim and run group. Swimming at Miami with Denis
Cotterell’s squad and running with Jackson Elliott. I rode with a group on
weekends and pushed outside my comfort zone doing a few Crit races. Having the
time of my life and feeling like the fitness was coming together. I raced a
local Gatorade series double super sprint and got my mind back into racing
mode. With eyes on starting in Abu Dhabi I trained hard.

Moneghetti- ing with Moffy & Jacko’s group.

I’ve had my fair share of injuries and
niggles, like any athlete racing at world level for 10 years. But I’ve never
had a stress fracture, and to my memory I’d never really had sore shins. So I
went to a physio. He told me he could fix them and to train away. I thought I’d
better de-load a bit anyway and so I ran on grass and reduced the volume. After
multiple visits to physio and de-loading they weren’t much better, I wasn’t in
any pain whilst actually running, but I knew they weren’t right. So I stopped
running and used the X-trainer a bit. They got worse! A scan showed signs of a
very minor stress reaction in one shin, but the two of them were giving me
bother standing/ walking/ driving/ swimming! The mind boggles at the body’s
ability to do peculiar things.

So that’s where I am. Taking a bit of a
de-load, watching Abu Dhabi from the sofa. Awesome. I guess I’ll just remind myself, 2013 started with a injection in my knee. 2014 started with an injection in my lower back. 2016 started with 3months of antibiotics. Just never give up, no matter how much “you gotta be frecking kidding me” life throws at you. I guess it’s going to be
another year where I get better as I go along!


My Blog Posted on Mon, December 22, 2014 18:48:50

I am delighted to
announce new bike sponsor ‘Deda’ through to Rio 2016.

Apart from these two
beauties we are working on a specially designed bike for the Olympics.
I was focused on getting the best possible equipment for the Olympics, and Deda’s
‘Ran’ frame certainly fits the bill. The support from the company’s President
and representatives has been first class and they have ensured all my equipment
needs are custom made. This should go a long way to keeping me at the front of
the WTS races for the next two seasons.
For further information or to look at the amazing equipment, visit the sites

A Kenyan Experience

My Blog Posted on Sun, December 14, 2014 18:13:15

At one stage I was adamant I was not going
to Kenya in November. As far as I knew I signed up for January to September
with the squad and this would be enough each year to be with my coach and squad
training, with much needed time at home with my husband and family. Well coach
managed to convince me different, mostly by way of ‘do you want to be the best
you can be?’

Arriving in Nairobi, was an experience
itself. I had a bit of a crazy taxi tour of the town and visited an empty pool, cos
Kenyans don’t really swim. A short flight to Eldoret and a dangerous matatu (taxi
bus) transfer to Iten the following day brought Conor & I last into camp
where everyone else had arrived in the previous few days.

view across the rift valley-

Iten itself sits at 2340 odd meters above
sea level, and is known as ‘The home of Champions’. Lornah Kiplagat hails from
here and she has set up a high altitude training centre (HATC) which is home
for 4weeks. Being smart and successful
and all- she opened a centre with a pool and gym and (Ger Hartman) treatment area along side
accom for Kenyan and international athletes. The local run trails are fantastic and
as visitors to Lornah’s place we have access to the newly laid tartan track as
well as the dirt track in Iten where it all (literally) happens.

On day 2 we went to watch ‘track Tuesday’.
There was an awful lot of people there, we wondered was it normal. About 60
people in the stands in suits were doing job interviews for a local company,
and in the ‘in field’ a queue formed for the local driving academy. That’s why
there was a digger and a bus parked there. 40 Kenyan lads were repping out
24x400s in 68 whilst people were carrying tables and chairs across and a
landrover drives across the track in front of them? Apparently it’s the local
meeting place and this is fairly normal.

track tuesday

In the first week we had an easy period to
get used to the altitude, as we discovered the trails and went out and about on
our bikes. The Eldoret road is too dangerous with the matatu drivers (crazy
stuff), so we are left with one option down and up the rift valley. A 1hr
descent takes 2hours up. But sure its better than the turbo and the sights and
sounds of Africa are amazing. I had a few near misses with matatus (they
frequently drive in the middle- or wrong side) and I seen a guy with a long
machete knife blade- so I gave him a wide berth. Then cows/ goats/ chickens
would cross the path. Kids shouts ‘how are you?’ not just once but 5times in a
row, and each kid you pass says that. So you say ‘fine’ 400 times, or switch to
hello & wave- they love that. They play with tyres barefoot, happy as larry
running beside you up the mountain while your sweating the bit out. Our runs
often take us back roads, past houses where people bbq corn on the cob, and
always seem to be carrying large bags of maize on their head/shoulders. Kids shout
‘mazungo’ which means white man, but they mean no harm, they think it’s the
same as hello. The odd one will say ‘give me your watch’, ‘give me your bike’,
but your totally safe as houses and they just want to be friendly. I also got
used to the men with machete knives, it turns out its totally normal to walk
around with one as its used for grass cutting and all sorts of other original
things unrelated to killing stuff.

a coke stop half way up with Lindsey & Julia

It rained a fair bit on week1/2 so trail
shoes were useful as the red dirt turns to clay slush. But we also made use of
Lornah’s track during biblical downpours as the surface was pretty new and
grippy. A track session at 2300m is not easy tho. Coach daz prescribed 2x 3k
workouts of 5x (400on, 200float), the first 400 was grand, it was the 200 float
that got me!

But the usual Kenyan session to do if it
rains is diagonals. They use the grassy infield as its not all mucky, but it is
full of bumps and holes. It seems they like bumps and holes fines- sure aren’t
all the trails bumpy and holey. The Kenyans run in single file lines. So Darren
made us join in with them, just randomly run behind some guys you don’t know?!
Mad, but sure they didn’t mind. It was tough going though, the recovery is
super slow, but it takes the entire way back to the start of the next diagonal
to recover.

a trip out w the gals-

Lisa Norden and Jodie Stimpson arrived
about a week before the rest of us. They both entered challenge Bahrain a 70.3
in early December, so their training has been a little different from ours.
They brought TT bikes and do 3 hour turbo sessions, whilst we go out and about
on our X-bikes. They both done an awesome training block, but 70.3 is not my
thing. The swim and run maybe, but the bike, no thank you! The 2 Americans Jess
and Lindsey have been training away for the start of the WTS season just like
me, and the new ‘youngster’ Julia never stops smiling. Conor and Cam are male-bonding
nicely, and I think coach daz has chilled a bit since last year which is great
for me as its important to talk about stuff and have a cohesive approach to
training. He comes across all macho but has a soft n squidgy side too! (sorry

Theres too much fun in Kenya for one blog so il update you on keeping up with the kenyans, trips out to St Patricks high school and meeting Brother Colm in my next update! coming soon.

2014 round up!

My Blog Posted on Wed, November 12, 2014 17:35:29

I finished 2013 in a good place. Flying on the run for a second in the grand final, and an eight in the overall series. Starting my winter training buzzing and ready to push on for more podiums and a higher ranking.

On reflection I was too keen in my winter training to get going and get back fit and ready for training. That coupled with a bike accident in November which resulted in a major back issue meant by Christmas I was barely doing anything. A caudal injection in January and I was panicking I might not even get on the start line for the Commonwealths in the summer.

Coach changed home base from Australia to USA and whilst all my group were blogging about training sets in San Diego, I was at home doing rehab exercises and virtually no training. I would miss this block and all the Australasia training and races whilst rehabbing.

It was with trepidation I caught up with the squad in South Africa in Early April. I felt very unfit, and was looking forward to get some training done. Travel and training wasn’t great for my back, but I felt ok after the pressure was released a couple of days later, and my pre-hab exercises became habitual. I really enjoyed South Africa as a training venue.

We decided I would have a pop at the Cape Town WTS race to test out my swim/ bike, and so I had some points on the board in the series! Remarkably I finished 16th in the race. A far cry form my heroics in hyde park, but for what I’d gone through in the last five months that was an equally impressive result. This perhaps overshot my current level of fitness, and with a bit more training I was hopeful going into Yokohama. A bit too hopeful perhaps as the race used all my energy reserves and i got a cold which hampered my training pre Yokohama. However I felt great when I got there, and had an excellent swim and good early stages of the bike. We ended up as one massive pack, my run legs hadn’t arrived in the post, and I was fatigued from all the travel, and possibly the cold, finishing 22nd.

It was a tinge of disappointment after the unexpected result in Cape town that I headed back home in the hope to try and get fit. The next two races presented a different challenge being half distance races. Obviously you need to be adaptable but I’m an Olympic distance triathlete. I am however beginning to love London! After having a hate-hate relationship with that course, (crashing twice in 2010 & 2012) I pretty much ticked all my boxes for an excellent eighth place. I began to get excited again about my season.

Getting fitter heading back to one of my favourite venues, Hamburg I was hopeful of some progress. An OK 9th was the result. Again ticking a lot of boxes, putting myself in a good position but just not having that zip in my run, for obvious reasons. Next stop Glasgow.

I had been looking forward to representing NI for a couple of years, and hoped with a good couple of weeks training in Morzine I could still be successful. We had a great training block in Avoiriaz/ Morzine prior to Glasgow, and I went in very hopeful. On reflection I probably was pretty fit if not my fittest of the season. I had managed to catch up well! On the day the atmosphere was amazing. The support for me from the crowd was incredible, and I responded by smashing the swim, brilliant transition, and great cycle. We had a bit of a breakaway at the front of the cycle group and if the cards had fallen slightly differently perhaps the four of us could have got away and I may have had an even better day!

All in all I cycled well- felt good, make some attacks on the bike, and went into the run in a great position. Sitting in the front group of a major games was exciting and more than I’d hoped for at xmas time. Unfortunately as the laps went by my legs gave way a little each downhill. I would get cramps on the downhill with the eccentric loads, then all of a sudden catch up again feeling great. However in a World Class field you can’t afford to have any weaknesses and unfortunately my legs eventually gave way. Overall satisfied with a sixth place, being in contention, I gave it my all, and thats all i can ask of myself. It was great that my room-mate and training partner Jodie got the gold. Having watched her hard work and dedication over the past two years, she totally deserves to be Commonwealth champ.

Two days later we had the relay for the first time at a major champs. I had a little frustration in me from the individual and wanted to lead the team to a good position. I absolutely smashed the swim/ bike/ run to hand over to Conor in second place just behind Canada. Our wee team from NI finished sixth overall, a proud moment.

Following the disappointment it was good for a change to have the distraction of the World Series and the grand final to come! I knew now I was in decent shape and with a little bit of sculpting by Coachdaz I could finish the season with a bang.

Back to France for some hard work! The next venue was Stockholm which was cold. At times you think the ITU follow the bad weather round the world! An unusually awful swim for me meant race over. I got a bit of fatigue into the legs on the bike, and for the first time this season I felt like I could sprint, outsprinting a few good runners for an 11th place- first of the second pack (there are no prizes for that!)

On to the final in Canada. A quick turnaround of a few days was a big ask for the athletes, and a few people chose to avoid Stockholm for this reason. As I had missed some races I did not have that choice. I felt good in Canada I training and ready for the race. However another stinking swim put me way out of contention and basically out of the race. I almost bridged up, but I had just given myself too much to do. I got out on the run feeling ok, but nothing special looking like I could perhaps run into the top 20. As the k’s went by I started challenging myself to catch a few people and by the last lap was passing athletes all over the place. As I came towards the blue carpet I could see what I thought was Sarah Groff (who had been leading at one stage) in front of me and thought she must of blown up! As we crossed the line someone asked was I fifth and I said ‘no’, thinking I was about fifteenth. I heard Groffy confirming she was fourth and was ecstatic!! I had ran the second fastest run time and had overtaken about 30 people! It was my highest position of the season, and in the big one! This meant overall eighth in the series again. Obviously that is exciting but after some time I was very disappointed with my swim and what could have been!

As I write this my group is preparing for their first camp of the year in Kenya. It will be nice to catch up with the guys after a few months break, as we all begin our lap of the world! I’ve won a couple of local cross country races at home, and have been doing a bit of mountain biking and other fun activities since starting back. There are a few new venues on the circuit this year, plus few old favourites. I’ll be taking in the Rio world cup to get a look at the course. This time next winter the countdown to the Olympics will be on!

‘Off season’ variety

My Blog Posted on Wed, February 26, 2014 21:45:54

An article i wrote recently for Mary Peters Trust.

Since becoming a full
time athlete I’ve had to get used to the small variety of things to do in a
day, namely swim, bike, run, eat and sleep. However, an ‘off season’ as some
call it, or ‘base phase’ as I prefer, has it own variety.

This year I decided it
would be a good idea to up-skill myself and I took to Castlewellan forest with
Tommy Evans to learn to mountain bike. At first it was a full 20minutes before
we left the car park but from there we quickly navigated ourselves onto the
slight downhill trail over muck, stones and bridges. I was hooked and wanted to
experience more so I signed myself up for a ‘learn to Mountain Bike’ course at
the Tollymore Forest Outdoor Centre. Shifting the weight, using peripheral
vision, manual-ing, and rear wheel lifts, are easy when someone shows you how,
it helped that I brought the husband along ‘for the ride’ I guess if he could
do it then I could too. Before long we were back in Castlewellan riding the red
trails and giving it loads on the pump track. Base phase training, love it.

Its not all as much
fun though. I’ve found ‘base phase’ for me often contains recovering from some
injury or another. Last year I was 6 weeks learning how to swim properly after
my shoulder became so sore I couldn’t lift a tea cup. This year I’m having a
small battle with my foot. The physios call it ‘acute plantar fashia insertion
pain’, which is basically a sore heel. For me that meant 5 weeks of shock-wave
treatment (shock wave is like a mini jack hammer pounding your foot 2000 times
a minute for 5 minutes at a time). There were expletives on my first occasion.
At the same time I built up some run volume on the Alter G, an anti gravity
treadmill at the Sports Institute N.I. The first time I used it I was running
at 75% of my body weight at a moderate 12kmph. My heart rate was 98.

With them guys being
all smart down there, the physio depart and the physiology dept work together
to maximise training potential for athletes. They hooked me up to the altitude
simulator and soon I was running at 2200meters above sea level (heart rate now
130-140). Whilst it sounds like decent training I still had to teach my foot
all of the little muscles its supposed to be using and let me tell you, big toe
exercises are not the most exciting thing you could be doing.

November and December
is also ‘awards season’ and I also get asked to do the odd chat with rising
stars of sport. I was delighted to get dolled up for the triathlon Ireland
awards dinner, and chat with mates off the bike at my cycling club shindig, but
two was enough for me as late nights aren’t my thing. Cinderella looking at her
watch thinking about 5.30am swim and all that. I do however love to be invited
to inspire some young folk. I spoke to a handful of the commonwealth games
hopefuls from Swim Ulster. As an ex-swimmer I understand the fierce demands of
the sport, and I didn’t need to talk to them about dedication or commitment.
Instead I told them that I’m only a wee girl from Derry, who found out she was
good at something and gave it a go, and really they are no different from me.
We might be a small nation, but that’s not to say we can’t be competing on the
world stage.

Then I was invited to
talk to the UK schools games competitors from the Lisburn area. I was delighted as Dame Mary herself
would also be there. As a young athlete myself I looked up to her and to think
of her amazing achievements in athletics and to represent Northern Ireland so
exceptionally, gaining a gold medal in the Munich Olympis and 4CWG medals. I
spoke about what being a full time athlete was about. About base phases,
training, highs, lows, injuries, travelling the world and most importantly that
a wee girl from Northern Ireland can do anything she puts her mind to. Last
year I was a benefactor of the Mary Peters Trust, and I thanked Mary my parents,
and the young athletes parents for giving me and them that ‘leg up’ that I/we
needed. Physical and financial help are necessary in high level sport, but sometimes
it’s knowing that people believe in you that makes the difference.

An exciting base phase ended with a Triathlon Ireland camp in Spain, next I head off to rejoin my
training group in South Africa, then race in Japan, before I return home in
May. I realise I’m very lucky to have such variety. I’m very lucky to be a wee
girl from Northern Ireland. And I’m very lucky to have the tremendous support
from the team of people around me.

8th in the world – 8 September 2013

Pre February 2014 Posted on Mon, February 03, 2014 22:22:53

The Nigel Farrow shot says it all. 8th in World after a season of consistent performances, then I topped it off with my best performance to date.

After (my last blog) I left Sedona, I raced in Yokohama. I love Japan, rice triangles, Procari sweat and getting to meet up with the Asics Japan guys who always give me snazzy shoes with my name on. I was 4th there in 2011 so I have fond memories of the course and its crazy 70 corners. I finished 12th and a decent few points.

A had a much needed 3 weeks at home to spend some time with the hubby, but also trying to keep up my training. It can seem weird to people to say that I was ‘hiding’ but really you cant be going out all the time or meeting all the people you would like to for cups of tea- otherwise you’d not get much rest between sessions.

Onto Madrid, with a silver last year, I knew from experience the course would favor strong riders over the hilly Campo Lopez course. I swam and biked with the front pack, and tried to put into practice my transitions I’ve been working on with Darren. Whatever happened I ended up at the back and was dead last out of T2, something that cost me a few finish positions. I did have the fastest last half lap run split, but if your not in the race at the start of the race….

European camp started straight after Madrid when the D-squad arrived in Morzine, France. A beautiful sleepy village haven for skiing and downhill mountain biking. Every day our first session would start at 7.30am, taking advantage of the 1000-1300m altitude, in the French alps. An idyllic location for hilly biking, trail running and open water swimming. House-sharing with Mitch was fun as I found someone more OCD than me. We were settled in by Amelia & Joe at Tri4 the Alps, merci boucoup!

I sneaked home a weekend to race at the ‘City of Culture’ Triathlon in Derry. Cold, wet and blowing a gale it wasn’t the weather I was now accustomed to. My 4minute transition (jacket and coat) raised a few ‘what-is-she-doing’ eyebrows. Nevertheless the organizers did a superb job, the town looked amazing, and I had a fab time. I also took the opportunity to pick up my swanky new PlanetX Mondo to race the rest of the season on.

I was in two minds as to race in Kitzhbuel. A gargantuan 13% average climb with sections of 28%, finished with an uphill run, at altitude! Darren wanted me to sit it out, and so I planned not to race. It appeared from training I was much better at the big climbs than we both thought I was, so I entered late. I swam at the front and biked steady. The girl in front dropped the wheel, and I tried to make up the difference. I blew up and was just happy to make it to the top. Honestly the toughest race of my career. Team mate Jodie Stimpson won, and I finished 17th below what I had hoped, but statistically speaking those who done well here were either >45kgs or specialist bikers. Figures.

In Hamburg 2010 I came away with Triathon Irelands first medal at a world event. Though I also had a bum race here in 2012 having raced rank no1. This year I had my first ‘bad swim’ getting swamped before the first bouy. Luckily the new training with Darren has prepared me well for this, and I can now swim without panic in those conditions, use my head to get to where I need to be and swim faster to make up the difference. I did and I got out in a decent position and into the front pack. The bike was full pace with D-squad Anne Haug at the front. I ran a reasonable run but was outsprinted for a top 10.

With training going well, but little in the way of a confidence boost in the year I asked Darren if I could race at Tizzy World Cup. With a double round sprint event sat/sun I thought it would also be a double chance to practice my transitions and some of the technical changes we had made to my run. The sat race was all about making it into the top 14 and into the ‘final’ but the swim and bike were really hard! My group pushed a 3minute advantage on the chasers, and so I jogged the run (but technically beautiful) to save energy. The plan worked, and in the final I took my first bling of the year with a silver medal.

In the lead into Stockholm D-squad upped sticks and upped the Avoiraz mountain to live at 1800m. I think the high altitude suits me, and we gained from loads of strength work. I stayed in a tiny ‘caravan’ (apartment) with Katie Hewison, and she nicknamed me her ‘gypsy wife’ as I cleaned our wee caravan all day!

Stockholm, what a beautiful city. I knew it would be a tough bike course over the cobbles so I tried to stay near the front. With the changes Darren and I had made to my running stride I was keen to put them into practice here. It showed and I managed to reel in a few at the end for a strong 8th.

Returning for the last block of 3 weeks in Morzine I was keen to put my head down and do the best I could for the end of my season. Changing something like your run stride can be tough at the best of times, but at 31, and half way through your season is testing. Both physically and mentally. But I put my trust in Darren and benefitted from his use of video work.

I went into London ranked world no 11. I was excepting a fast swim. I wasn’t expecting it to be quite so cold. On the bike I realised the top players (Jodie, Gwen and Non) were in my pack, but Anne was missing. She suffered a violent swim. On the second lap Gwen came down at bird cage corner. Darren had prepared us well, having cycled/ walked/ and pushed my bike sideways on the road I knew it was VERY slippy and went wide to avoid her and a similar fate to August 2012.

I was so cold in T2 I couldn’t feel my hands to get my helmet off, nor could I feel my feet when I started running. I actually looked at my feet after 400m to make sure they were my shoes as they felt 2 sizes too big. My only thoughts were that if I’m this cold, everyone else must be too. I felt surprisingly fresh and bouncy despite the feet issue. Every time I passed transition I could only think of my husband and family in the stands and what they must be thinking of me running in the top 5. On the last lap I tried to make a gap on Jodie so that I would have a cushion for the sprint. In doing so I caught Moffy?! I sprinted and crossed the line in 2nd. Holy moly, where did that come from? I ran into Non’s arms and we were delighted for each other as former French team mates and under-dogs! Moffy 3rd and Jodie 4th. Non won the series, with Jodie in second and Anne third. My 2nd place boosted my ranking points enough to put me in 8th and fulfill the second of my end of season goals- the other to have a consistent year!

At the medal ceremony I loved watching the Irish flag flying, but I dream some day I’ll hear the Irish anthem instead.

This year has been challenging for me. A new coach, a new group, new training methods and 9months away from home and from my husband of only 11months! But I love my job, it’s only a sacrifice if you don’t. I may not have long in this game, and if I’m going to do it, I’m going to do it whole-heartedly. My husband feels the same and I’m lucky to have found someone who appreciates the demands of our crazy sport and the desire to be the best I can be.

Canberra- Auckland- Sedona

Pre February 2014 Posted on Mon, February 03, 2014 22:21:25

Dear Meg (& the Harrison family)

I miss you guys & Canberra too.

Going to the race in Auckland was exciting, and I managed to pull off a good swim, so I was pretty happy with that. I think all that swimming in lake Burley Griffen paid off as I can finally translate being a good swimmer into being a good open water swimmer, and being able to handle bubbles at last. It put me in a good position in the front pack and I tried to use my energy wisely like coachdaz has taught me. That would be thanks to all the cornering sessions with the D-squad at the bike park. I felt good on the 24 hills too, which might be thanks to Stromlo hill reps. My run was as good as I could expect at this time of year, and hopefully that will improve a wee bit too.

I didn’t get a chance to visit Waiheke Island again, but I did ride to Mission Bay to meet Sandy, who was the lovely lady that married Davy and I there less than 6 months ago. Racing as Mrs Reid was really nice too, loads of people I haven’t seen yet saying congrats. I heard Barrie Shepley the commentator gave me mentions in the swim on triathlonlive. So I was proud to do the Reid family name proud.

Im glad you were able to hook up the computer to the tv, that sounds like it was awesome place to watch the race! I hope you had popcorn. Don’t forget the San Diego race is 330pm local time you can watch it with your season pass too!

So I arrived in Sedona a few days ago, for the next part of our training and racing. The pool here is awesome, and trails along the valleys below the red rock cliffs are so much fun to run on. The drivers here don’t love cyclists either though, so it is a bit scary at times.
Thu, April 11, 2013

Dear Mum and Dad,

Pre February 2014 Posted on Mon, February 03, 2014 22:20:07

I arrived in Canberra on Sunday. The 35 hour journey wasn’t too bad. My new family & new coach met me at the airport. My new family are lovely. Mum & Dad- Leanne & Grant do triathlon. Thomas 16, Matthew 12, and Meg 7 are sporty too. Meg made some pink ‘Welcome Aileen’ bunting for my arrival, and she likes me to plait her hair. Thomas is working as a swimming instructor this summer, so I have been giving him tips from my instructor days. Matthew helped me look up some scooters to get about, but we discovered I’d need to sit a test even for a 50cc. So instead he helped me find an electric bike. My new electric bike is red and I took it on its first spin to town today. I’ve named it Betsy. She’s not very fast but it saves my legs for all the hard stuff my new coach is giving me.

My new family live in a beautiful house close to the bike path and Lake Burley Griffen. I’ve now cycled round the lake a few times, ran on the path, and even swam a 5k session in it. The temperature is 25degrees so it is a lot warmer than Camlough. Training is going well so far but a lot of things are very different from my last coach, so I’ve had to make some changes and get used to things I don’t like. I’ve also learned so much in one week about things Id never think of. It is also fabulous to train with the best triathletes in the world, and see how much effort, desire and dedication they have. I have no doubt they will all be on podiums this year.

I am missing home a little, the Lisburn swimmers, the bun-runners, and the guys in SINI.

Hi to all.



Sun, January 13, 2013

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