It was completely dark when I left home. Often on race mornings, I’m blessed with a beautiful sunrise over the Dandenongs, red sky, clouds aglow. Not so this morning. 1,464 more words
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Ah, Plenty Gorge. Your single-tracks studded with rocks. Your tiny trails hugging the edge of a high drop into a river. Your river crossing itself, with its nasty little descent lined with tree-roots and mud, and beautiful cold winter water. 965 more words
It’s that time again that drives me insane … yes, I’m tapering for a race.
For those of you thinking “what’s tapering” it’s that 2-3 week period before a race when you cut back on your training to allow your body to recover from all the work you’ve done so that you turn up on the start line fresh and ready to go. 329 more words
Hills… you either love them or hate them !! Me… I have a up and down relationship with them, some days I embrace them like a long lost friend while other days the slightest of incline will have me throwing my toys out the pram like a stroppy toddler. 299 more words