Thursday 24th July, 9.30am Female race, 3pm Male race

Saturday 26th July 12.30 Mixed relay

I’m ranked number 17 for the men’s race I aim to beat this ranking with my finishing place.

Start list

Race Preview

I’ll update you all when I arrive in Glasgow.

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21st July 2014 On route GLASGOW 2014

21st July 2014

On route GLASGOW 2014

This morning I complete my last run session then fly from Geneva to Glasgow.  I’ve been doing some solid training here in Morzine and Avoriaz (1,800m altitude).  The past few weeks I’ve been on the limit, (where you should be to improve by the best percentages) and have doing the basic sensible things to stay healthy and to recovery the most effectively from all training sessions.

In Darren’s Squad there are 3 of us competing in Glasgow this week, my Irish team mate Aileen Reid, Jodie Stimpson (GBR) and I.

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Last weekend I travelled to Hamburg WTS from Morzine, (An epic 14hr drive), I was 1st on the wait list and thought there was a chance I would get a start if someone withdrew from the race on the last minute, sadly no one did and 45mins pre race I was off for a decent training session whilst the 65 guys on the start line of the sprint race battled it out in front of 300,000 people.

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Ultra Running In Scotland: Part Two

Ultra Running In Scotland: Part Two

Steve Pascale-Jones

Quitting the West Highland Way race two weeks ago was a very hard decision to make. It meant the loss of four vital points that I would need in my quest for UTMB qualification. Although I could not afford to lose these points, I am still new to running ultras and, although I know my body extremely well, I did not want to jeopardise the rest of my season for the sake of finishing one race.

Post WHW I have reflected on what it will take to do well at that race and other similar races. For me, races are all about RACING. Not finishing. In the same way that I love road race cycling but I am not a fan of sportives. Don’t get me wrong, I know for some people that just finishing an event is a great achievement. My youngest sister recently finished her first 5K Race For Life and I am very proud of her, more so as she set herself a goal time and achieved it. I have nothing but admiration for anyone who gets off their backside, sets a target and achieves it, but that just isn’t me. I am a RACER.

I’m not foolish enough to think that I’ll win anything just yet, but I always know what I should be able to do, what should be a tough challenge and what should be just about possible on a perfect day. All that being said, whatever you think is your physical maximum is usually about 20% of what you are capable of, so anything’s possible!

In 2013 a few intrepid runners staged the inaugural Great Glen Ultra, essentially running the course in anticipation of the 2014 event and to post some times to give us GGU runners some idea of what we were looking at. Scottish International runner Charlotte Black was first home in an impressive time of 14hours 13 minutes, some two hours ahead of two runners who tied for second and third. Based on what I knew I should be able to achieve I worked out three schedules for 14.5, 15.5 and 16.5 hours.

Great Glen Ultra

Race day came and I was stood outside Bught Park pool and athletics stadium in Inverness. Adele had dropped me off and a short wait later I was on the bus to the start line in Fort William. I was sat next to a nice chap called Richard who had come up from Leeds to race and he was clearly an experienced marathon runner with a PB of almost exactly 3hrs and several ultras under his belt. The bus ride was very comfortable and had stunning views all the way. Obviously we all knew we would be enjoying these views for a lot longer yet though!

On arrival at registration, left my ‘drop bags’ to be taken to the relevant checkpoints which were spaced about every 10 miles apart. Having read lots of ultra blogs now, drop bags seem to contain all kinds of wacky things, including booze, noodles and more. Sorry to disappoint but mine contained nothing more than the odd gel or energy bar.

After a short wait we headed out for the pre-race briefing and the start. Instructions of “Don’t fall in the canal” and “Keep the Loch on the right” seemed sufficient and at 1am off we went.

As I have said before, I love night running and frequently practice it in training. I used to enjoy night cycling too years ago, especially mountain biking. I picked out a runner who looked pretty serious and basically stuck with him from the start.

Checkpoint 1 at Clunes came around without incident after 10 miles. I had decided not to use a drop bag at this point as it was very early days, so as I ran straight through, I was surprised to see some of the stronger runners stopping so soon. My plan though was to be more self-disciplined in this race and run to my own plan, which is exactly what I did and I found myself getting a bit of a gap. According to my watch I was here at 1h32m36s. My schedule dictated that I was to arrive at each 10mile marker between 2h06m and 2h20m so I was well up. I pushed on. Shortly after, the runner I had been using for pacing came past me as I paused to double check the route. He had a really light, fast cadence of which I was very envious being the lummox that I am! It turns out this runner was Ryan MacKenzie who went on to finish third.

Between 10 and 20 miles, I thought there would be a lot more overtaking but most runners seemed to settle into a stride pretty quickly. Sure enough CP2 at Laggan came and I grabbed my first drop bag. I say ‘grabbed it’ but as I came into the checkpoint and shouted my race number the kind marshals had already sorted it for me and were ready to top up my water bottles; result! A quick check of the watch revealed that I got to CP2 with a split of 1h33m27s, only about a minute difference from my first 10miles, I was very happy with that!

I took on some nutrition and after another mile or so my tummy started to give me some problems and I was feeling really sick with abdominal cramps. I knew they would pass but it meant walking was the only option for a bit and I got caught by quite a few runners, including Richard who was running well with another guy. A bit of dry-retching later (but no sick) and a few burps seemed to relieve things a bit. I got moving again, although not really running. I knew I had a bit of time in the bag and this buoyed my spirits.

A few minutes later I got caught (and well and truly chicked!) by the amazing Antonia aka @PetiteFeetRun. I picked up the pace a little and was just about staying with her OK, when the course took a left hand turn back onto the canal towpath which seemed long, flat and straight as far as the eye could see. For me this was bad news and very demoralising. Antonia looked effortless and I wished her well as she pushed on. I had to walk a bit.

After what seemed an age of run-walking, CP3 at Fort Augustus eventually came into view. Spirits were down a bit but I checked my watch and it had taken me 2h22m30s, only just outside my goal time range, but that was easily the worst bit so far. With time in the bag I was then informed that CP3 might actually be closer to 31miles. Good news indeed! Let’s do it!

Nutrition wise I was alternating between Gu and Zipvit gels with the odd 9 Bar, all washed down with Nuun hydration drink. I was sticking with a 320kcal/hour carb intake as I knew that I could probably not digest much more than that.

All fuelled up, I hit the gas and 30-40miles flew by. Whhhaaaaatttt!!!!??? I got to the Invermoriston CP4 in no time, my watch showing 1h26m28s. I now gather that CP3 was more like 31 miles and CP4 probably 38ish miles, no wonder it flew by! By this time the World was starting to wake up too and it was nice to wish a few locals a quiet good morning as hey went to colliect the morning papers.

CP4 was the first and only time I saw any midges at GGU. Post race analysis revealed maybe a dozen or so had a feed of me, but that was nothing on the 207 epidermis perforations sustained at WHW!

Straight out of CP4 was a nice steep switchback hill, so I eased off and got some calories in. It turns out I would need them!!

“Where the f**k is that check point!!??”.

I wasn’t moving too badly but time was ebbing away on my watch like no tomorrow. After what seemed like an age I came off the trail onto a road where there was a car topping up water. “Aha” I thought, this must be the checkpoint. But it turned out to be the water station that I thought I must have tab straight by. It was scheduled for 45 miles but was at the 48 mile point. An extra 3miles seems a lot at this point when you’re low on water! At least it should only be a couple of miles to Drumnadrochit and CP5 I thought.  Wrong again Steve! the only good news was that I was informed I was ‘In the top 20″, unexpected but welcomed news!

A long road section led us downhill into what looked like the back of Drumnadrochit, but it never seemed to arrive. Eventually it did though and CP5 was very welcome, arriving with a 3h06m50s split, much, much longer than anticipated although it turns out that CP4 to CP5 was probably more like 15 miles than 10!! The marshals and volunteers at DD were nothing short of amazing though. Aware that I was still making good time, I took a conscious decision to take a proper break of 10mins and really fuel up. I craved something savoury and a peanut butter sandwich was very welcome, as was a coke and some pretzels.

Knowing that it wasn’t too far to go now I broke out my Jelly Babies for a bit of turbo power and kept them to hand.

A short bit of running along the main road over, I was back on the trail and had a runner in my sights. Every now and then he popped up and I slowly, very slowly, reeled him in. By now it was getting quite warm but I was feeling good and caught my target after maybe 10 mins of chasing.

The trail went up and up and a marker showed me that I was at the highest point of the trail. I didn’t stop to look at it though. I was, relatively, motoring with the little Jelly Babies keeping me ticking over nicely. Long stretches passed and I caught another runner. we chatted for a bit and ran together but he slowed up for a refuel and a rest. I pushed onto the final CP at Loch Laide.

I got to Loch Laide with a split of 1h44m45s showing for the 11ish miles from DD, awesome at this stage of the race! At CP6 I bumped into another runner called Andrew who had gone past me much earlier in the day. He said what a great comeback I had made which cheered me no end. He left the CP just before me but I kept him in my sights. I caught him on a long road section. at this point he was the only other runner that I had seen for quite a while. We marched together for a bit. As we came to a section of trail over a moor we spotted two other runners ahead and gave chase only to find they were hikers.

At this point Andrew started to push the pace a bit. I really wanted to stay with him, but I didn’t want to blow at this point of the race, so I wished him well as he pushed on. I could clearly see that he put in a BIG effort, probably to discourage me from chasing, a tactic that I often use myself. He certainly used it successfully this time! As I did not have GPS I was unsure as to how much further to go, so I just ran to ‘feel’ as best as I could.

Wow! There it is. A bit of a clearing revealed Inverness in the distance for the first time. Still unsure as to how far I had to go i picked up the pace again and was pleased that it was mainly downhill from here. My legs were turning over OK but, just as soon as Inverness appeared, it seemed to disappear again! Bugger!

Ah well. Keep going, not far now. A quick scoot round the back of a golf course and I was back on the canal towpath. I went past a couple of cyclists and families walking their dogs and suddenly there was someone in a high-viz jacket. I asked how far to go, expecting a response of  ’1 mile’ or something similar. The answer of “300 metres” threw me and I kicked into overdrive. I sprinted across the main road, past the guys practising their American Football and onto the athletics track. I rounded the bend onto the home straight and sprinted flat out, despite their being no-one else on the track to finish with a final split of 1h54m12s and a total time of 13h40m50s, finishing 50mins up on my best predicted schedule and faster than the 2013 winning time. My placing was 19th out of 86 finishers, which I was very happy with. even better than that was the fact that Adele had got to the stadium earlier than planned and saw me finish too!

The overall winner was Mike Raffan with an astounding time of 10h48 and Antonia was fastest lady with a brilliant 12h20 on NO TRAINING!! That girl is talented! When the results came out I was initially a bit disappointed to see that Andrew caught two runners just before the line. Maybe I could have gone that bit harder and finished a bit higher, but then I thought; No, I ran my race and did a lot better than I thought I could so I have to be happy. It was only my 3rd trail ultra too!

For the GGU I had an overall ave HR of 142bpm, a max of 170bpm (very low for me-maybe a glitch here) and burned 9791kcals

I loved the GGU and will be back in 2015 to improve on that time and performance. I would like to say a big “Thank you” to BaM Racing and all the volunteers who made the event possible.

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Steve Pascale Jones Ultra Running in Scotland: Part I

Ultra Running In Scotland: Part One

Since leaving FIT I have moved to Scotland for a quieter, more relaxing, lifestyle and to be closer to the amazing Scottish countryside which is ideal to improve my ultra running. For anyone who doesn’t know what ultra running is, it is essentially any running race that is longer than a marathon. As with any other race they can take place on road, track, xc or trail. In the last couple of weeks I have ran in two of the toughest ultras in the UK, the West Highland Way Race and the Great Glen Ultra, which was new for 2014.

West Highland Way Race

Me running the WHW came about by getting interested in another race altogether called the North Face Ultra Trail Mont Blanc. The UTMB is arguably the biggest ultra race in Europe. Unfortunately, not just anybody can enter races of this difficulty. Firstly you have to acquire points just to apply to get in, even then you go through a ballot process. Selected ultra races are worth from one to four points based on difficulty. You need eight points to enter UTMB. The WHW is worth four points, the maximum allocated.

Entry sent off I then had to justify my place in WHW and go through a ballot process here too; this shows just how tough some of these races are as if they don’t think you are up to it, you’re not allowed in (Sorry Sir, no trainers!)

So, justification complete and I was in. WHW is a 96 mile (yes, that IS right) race with 14,500ft of ascent, nearly all of it on tough trail. It is the combination of distance and ascent which make it so tough. WHW is also dependant on you having a support crew of at least two. One of which is in a car and the other is a support runner who may be asked to run with you from 50 miles onwards. At WHW there are no ‘aid stations’, merely checkpoints which can be 20 miles apart. It is your back up driver who carries spare clothing, food and water for you, although you do have to carry whatever you are likely to need short term (food, water, spare clothing etc).

So, fast forward through all the usual ups and downs in training, injuries etc and and ‘race day’ arrives. I use inverted commas as the race is so long that it has to start at 1am on Saturday morning but race day really starts on Friday. Adele and I took a leisurely drive down to Milngavie (pronounced Mull-guy) on Friday afternoon which took about 3 hours. Once arrived I registered, got weighed (a safety precaution) and had a mill about in the train station car park where all the runners where camped. I said hello to Team GB 24 hour runner Robbie Britton and had a bit of a chat, which was cool. Robbie was one of the main favourites and had come up earlier in the week to recce the course.

As time pressed on until the start the famous Scottish Midges started swarming by the million, so most people retreated to their cars, as did I. Sat in the back of our little Seat Mii, I got changed into my Racetime Events kit and relaxed before the start.

Sure enough, 1am came soon enough and I lined up with around 200 other runners. There was a lot of nervous energy about. People who have ran the race several times are probably more nervous than newbies as they know just how tough it is!

Paaaaarrrrrpppp!! The air horn sounded and off we went, leaving the Milngavie underpass and running through the small high street to cheers and the clanking of cow bells at 1am. I start mid-pack and quickly make my way through maybe 30 runners and settle into a fast rhythm. I like running with a head torch and prefer to run on ‘feel’ in the dark then revert to heart rate later on as I try to deal with all the other stresses and strains in daylight.

We had literally taken the first turn off the high street onto the trail and I saw a small crowd right in front of me. Some poor woman had taken a tumble straight away and was looking bloodied and was crying a fair bit. She was being helped though, so I pressed on and got into a good stride. The first 10 miles or so just seemed one constant long, straight hill, but perfectly runnable. It was very early days but I was catching other runners. I knew I was going a lot quicker than my overall target pace, but I like to try and get a bit of time in hand early in a race, especially one which starts in the dark.

The first official checkpoint (CP) was at Balmaha after about 19miles, but firstly there was a small CP at around 12miles at Drymen. I passed straight through and carried on. Just after this point I joined up with a strong looking runner called Tony and we ran together for a bit. He knew the course quite well so that helped too. Pushing on, we left the lower ground and started to climb. Tony eased back a bit. The path went up and up and up on fire road trail. I was till running though, so that was good. After an age it levelled off and then….. “What the f*** is that!?” Ah, that will be Conic Hill then. Conic Hill sits on top of a long, hard climb and is basically a long set of very steep steps interspersed with some mountain running. The views and scenery were epic though. I knew the hill was hard when even the Sheep seemed to be struggling!

I got to the top of the hill without too much hardship but then came the descent. Recently I have some nasty iliotibial band (ITB) issues which are worsened when running downhill. The descent from Conic Hill into the Balmaha CP was just a never ending staircase and pounded my ITB giving a lot of pain. It was treacherous terrain and I got passed by probably 15 lithe runners including a couple of the elite ladies. Teeth gritted I got into Balmaha in about 3h20mins for the 19miles. Adele was there to meet me and to help me refuel. The Midges were absolutely awful, huge swarms of them meant all the marshals and support crews were wearing head nets. Luckily Adele had got one on too.

My pitstop lasted about seven minutes, most of which was spent applying more anti-Midge spray, but that seemed about as effective as using Strawberry Jam as a Wasp repellant :-(

Onwards and my left knee was killing from the ITB issues. We were now running on the stony beach banks of Loch Lomond which was beautiful, if not tough going. At this point I tried to eat a protein bar so that I wasn’t only taking on sweet sticky carbs and to try and limit muscle damage. Bad idea. It seemed almost impossible to chew and digest. Within minutes I was retching as my body tried to digest this big chunk of gloop and run at the same time. I had to slow to a proper walk and I started to get overtaken by runners who must have had a more pleasant refuel at Balmaha.

The path moved back into woodland along the edge of the Loch. I tried to press on but my knee was very painful and, as time was passing I still wasn’t eating due to the problems trying to eat the protein bar. This wasn’t good. The next CP was at Rowardennan after approx 27 miles. I decided just to walk to there and try and recover a bit. I got there OK and it was the worst Midge-fest I have ever seen. By this point my arms and shoulders were just black with Midges eating me alive. That combined with not eating and the ITB issues really affected my morale. I came to WHW to post a respectable time (sub-20 hours) and whilst I may have recovered a bit and been able to grind out a finish, my time was doomed. Much longer than a 20-21hour run means being out a second night on the trot. I really didn’t fancy that and it wasn’t fair on my crew of Adele, Stu and Alasdair. At this point I decided to withdraw from racing. This was easier said than done though. I was at 27miles and Adele was waiting at the next official CP, Beinglas Farm, at about 41 miles!

There was a drop bag point coming up at Inversnaid though, so I carried on walking through the woodland, crossing streams, clambering over huge tree roots and boulders to get to that point.

It was still early in the morning and I knew Adele was probably trying to catch up on some sleep (can’t blame her!!!). Although phone coverage on the banks of Loch Lomond was sketchy I managed to text Adele and Stu and make them aware of my problems and intentions. I don’t like quitting, but I hate posting a crap performance even more. In two weeks I had the Great Glen Ultra coming up and I would rather think of the WHW as a good training session and finish early than drag it out, post a crap time and compromise my chances at GGU. So that is exactly what I did.

A slow walk to Inversnaid followed and eventually the back markers caught me up and the sweeper runners arrived just after I got to Inversnaid, meaning there was nobody else left on the course. The Trossachs Search & Rescue guys were based at Inversnaid and this meant their part of the day was over for the time being. Having informed me it would take Adele ages to arrive by car they said from where she was it wouldn’t take her long to get to the other side of the Loch from where I was. But how would I get there? “Ah ha”, they said. And that’s when they threw me a lifejacket and broke out the speedboat!


Five very fast minutes later I had crossed Loch Lomond and was sat in the Trossachs SAR van eating a much welcomed cheeseburger! Thanks so much to Grant and Stevie for their efforts on the day in looking after me!

Adele arrived in short time and we took a steady drive to Fort William where we had a hotel room booked for the end of the race. I had still been out for 34 miles and nearly nine hours, so it wasn’t like I didn’t try!

Back at the hotel and I freshened up and felt a lot better. Adele went for a sleep and I headed over to the finish line arriving just in time to see the winner, Paul Giblin of Team Nathan, smash his own course record of 15h07m from 2013 with a time of 14h20m, almost too fast for the race organisation who had only just got the finish line erected in time! Robbie Britton also smashed the 15h barrier with a 14h47m run. Conditions in 2014 were pretty perfect, Midges aside, and these two amazing runners had been pushing each other to the limit all day. Their times will probably stand for quite a while!


The WHW is truly an epic event, but I’m not sure it’s my kind of race. It is very technical in places meaning scrambling rather than running. Combined with the distance and all the rules and regulations on crewing, support runners etc, it might not be the race for me. Maybe I’ll be back to finish the job in the future, but probably not. I respect how tough it is but I certainly didn’t fall in love with the race, even if the Midges fell in love with me!!!!

A day or so later and all my bites had developed. A tally up gave a final score of Midges 207!!! Steve 0.



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The Blenheim Triathlon 2014

Blenheim is a popular race set in the courtyard and grounds of the beautiful Blenheim Palace. In its 10th year of running i have always had it in my sights and it seemed particularly poignant as this is also my 10th year completing triathlons.

I managed to get my hands on a free entry from my wonderfully supportive club; Racetime Events. This was perfect and having just bought a new car, i was excited to road trip down and test myself for the first time this season.

I had a bit of bad luck leading into the race, a back problem lead to the previous 8 weeks being utterly useless, seeing my training hours tumble from 12 down to 3, I could only swim. But nevertheless i felt relatively ok in the days before the race; at least almost pain free and my excitement of racing a course i had always wanted a crack at over-rode any apprehension about my fitness (or lack of).

Then disaster struck again the day before the race, my bike decided that it had had enough of me and had to go into bike hospital. What opportune timing!

Luckily for me i have incredibly generous, 3 of whom kindly offered to lend me their bikes (all of which are significantly better than mine!) i managed to calm down and it was like xmas day with all the bike bling being thrown at me!

Then swooped in the big daddy of all bike offers, my new employer Frog Island Triathlon offered to lend me this beautiful piece of carbon mastery!

Custom built in shop by Steve Pascale-Jones, for Irish Elite Conor Muphy. The bike is something wonderful and i simply could not pass up this once in a lifetime opportunity to ride a bike like this. Check out the processes that go into custom bike building here:

I have never even touched a bike like this, never mind ridden one, so i took it for a little spin in Abbey Park (Leicester) and did some transition practise and handling practise. My excitement reached nuclear levels, the bike rides like a dream and i was in my element whizzing around the track and jumping on and off the bike to bewildered looks from other park users.

Race morning

Well what can i say, the weather was absolutely terrible, storms were predicted, and storms delivered. The drive down was treacherous and my anticipation went up a gear, i hadn’t considered riding in the rain, it’s not my strongest area on my heavy bike which wouldn’t dare to buck me off – but on this lightweight super bike, i felt like i could take off with a small gust of wind, never mind a storm.

The sky remained grey but the further south we travelled, the lighter the rain seemed to get, could i be that lucky, was the storm moving north? On arrival in Blenheim i was more concerned about getting my shiny new car muddy in the field than anything else, but once i had that in perspective we went to rack and all my worries about the weather had dissipated, it was blazing sunshine now – i suppose it was time i had some good karma!

All racked and ready – The race

The swim start is down a HUGE hill in the lake, the relevance of the HUGE becomes apparent when you try and run up the hill back to T1. Now i probably could have pushed a little harder in the swim but i was overridden by euphoria that a. I was actually racing, i really didn’t see it happening after the tough 8 weeks i’d had, b. This was my first open water session of the year which i love love love – didn’t want to spoil that with feeling like my lungs were going to explode and c. I made a bit of a rookie error and didn’t pull my wetsuit up high enough so my arms were a bit restricted – this was confirmed the day after when i could barely lift my arms over my head!

Anyhow, i really enjoyed the swim, nice and simple and onto T1, the distance to get to my bike was LONG, and rivalled in my experience only by that of London Tri transition, running uphill trying to extricate from a wetsuit – all part of the fun of triathlon! The rest went smoothly and i completed my first ever flying mount in a race and was on my way!

The bike course is 3 loops with 1 big long hill and a shorter incline per loop. It’s a busy bike course and a lot of my energy was spent shouting ‘on your left’ over and over again. By now the sun was truly blazing and i was flying, the bike was an absolute dream to ride and i was zipping past people, and spinning up the hills no problem – this is not a usual feeling for me riding a bike! I was actually chuckling with mirth for most of the bike leg just in awe of the bike and how much of an incredible difference a super bike can actually make!

Coming into T2 and i completed a precarious dismount just before the line, i had been so involved in the riding and glee that i had failed to notice that i was approaching the line – whoopsie. I am painting a picture of an incredibly accomplished triathlete here!

Running into T2 on cobbles, how did i not notice that on the way out, ow ow ow ow ow. My third and final rookie error, i ran past my spot in T2 and had to reverse up the aisle, well done Rossell! Shoes on and out we go, i planned to run a very conservative 5.5km, i was conscious of my back and i didn’t want to exacerbate the problem, it was a lovely run through the grounds of the palace finishing each lap ascending toward the palace itself.

I finished in 1:30:38

Swim 13:02

T1: 4:41

Bike: 41:52

T2: 1:35

Run: 29:30

My results mean little to me at this stage, my main concern was actually being able to race again after such a long time doing absolutely nothing, this back problem has haunted me for 9 weeks and forced me to miss the Leicester Sprint, so even being able to race here was a victory for me! It made me happy and was a wonderful course that i would recommend to anyone for a first triathlon or an experienced racer!

A huge thank you to Frog Island Triathlon for lending me the amazing bike, and giving me 42minutes of utter joy!

For anyone who is interested in our branding or in our bikes, please come in to see us (address below) or give us a call (number below)

Store: Toad Hall, 5 Frog Island, Leicester, LE3 5AG – Tel:  0116 242 1062

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29 June 2014 Things I’ve learned this week.

I’ve had a solid week in Avoriaz here in France.  My training group are living at 1,800m and training down in Morzine at 1,000m.  I’ve had some real quality sessions (3km open water time trial, fartlek solid run, 40min over gearing up mountain session) and been focussing hard on fixing inefficiencies in my technique.   I’m not racing this weekend.  My next race will be the Commonwealth Games in just over 3 weeks, though if I get a start in Hamburg WTS on 12th July that will be the next, I’m 5th on the wait list so I might get the opportunity to race. It’s great being surrounded by a very professional and performance focused group.

Some things I’ve learned this week include;

I need a new run singlet… I have a soft spot for my Leicester Tri Club run singlet, so no it’s not being binned.

Running in the rain for 1hr 45min is surprisingly therapeutic.

I need a bigger towel… According to to ladies in the squad.

I love the beautiful game and the World Cup… But some of those lads need to man up, yes I’m sure getting bitten by Suarez hurts but when you get a light tap on the chest and it looks like you’ve been shot… Come on.

Mountain bikers in Morzine/Avoriaz are hard as nails… True story.

Watching Chicago WTS is definitely not as cool as racing it.

PAYS BAS means the Netherlands in French… It confused me somewhat tuning into a World Cup game and finding there was a new team in there called Pays Bas… A bit of googling sorted that out.

Things I haven’t learnt this week… The difference between “The Netherlands” and “Holland”

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Squad Change

I’ve joined Darren Smith’s training group, we are now based in Morzine France for the next 3 months and I’ll be dipping in and out of races from here.  It’s great training here and the group is awesome.  I have being doing a lot of work improving my technique in all swimming/biking/running which at present is very poor.  I’m doing a big training block now and will be for most of June and July.  I’m racing a few low key races over the next few weeks.  Racing in Lake Garda this weekend, followed by the European Champs the following weekend

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17th European Elite Tri Champs

I had a reasonable race in Kitzbuhel at the weekend at the European Champs.  I had little expectations for the race as I was training through it in a bid to try and regain some sort of similar form I had early season when I was fit.  So 17th was ok.



I swam well for my current condition and got out of the water 20 secs behind the leaders.  Though During the two lap swim I got smashed to pieces, a lot of physical contact for 1,200m then I had a clear 300m into T1.

I missed the lead bike pack by about 3 bike lengths and spent 10km working hard with my Irish team mate Russell White and GBR athlete Matt Sharpe, dragging a group of 15 with us.

The bike course was a little technical and had rolling hills with a sharpe cobbled stoned section each lap.  At times it got a bit hairy with a few near crashes as the lead group swelled to 50 towards the last 5km.

I had a steady run, built through it, leaving a little gas for the sprint over the last 800m of the race, a hot humid and hard day out but enjoyable.  Now a good training block here in France before I race the commonwealth games on 24th July.

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Commonwealth Games Selection

I’ve been selected to represent N.Ireland in the Commonwealth Games in Glasgow in July 2014.  Triathlon races are on 24th and 26th July.  Now I will make being as strong as I can be for this race the goal and then bring that form into the 2nd half of the season.

N.Ireland team

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