I have been searching through the Hills Tri Club website for the last week awaiting these photos and they are here. I really like my cycling shots but my running ones always seem to accentuate how little I actually raise my legs off the floor.
Talk about popping veins on my neck.
Nearly done.
Critique away.
Even the guy behind me seems to be questioning my running style.
I am trying to get better at improving my style but I guess some things take longer than others. I think I also need to relax my arms - I look like I am going into battle.
Yesterday when I went for my bike ride I came across a very unfamiliar sound, the river that runs near home which has usually been still and dry was now full of running water thanks to all the rain we have had over the last week or so.
There's just something about the sound of running water that I find really relaxing. I stood at this bridge for a while and just took in everything - the sounds, the smells, the beautiful view - I am sure the motorists driving by where wondering what this woman was contemplating, all alone staring out over a precipice. I have driven this road many a time and never really stopped to take in all of what it has to offer, and now that I have I will be stopping more often.When I got home from the ride I quickly stopped by the local newsagent hoping that one of my friends from the Tri Club had made it into the local Penrith Press. His story is truly one of remarkable strength - not just physically but mentally as well. Here, have a read:
100km later and Luke's still smiling - priceless.
And for more news within our local circle my friend Andrew aka Macca scored himself some first positions in the Clarence St Cyclery Cup 2010.
- 1st Open Men's Combined Scratch Race (Div 3/4)
- 1st Clarence St Cyclery Cup Wheel Race Repechage 1.
Congrats Macca.
I was meant to go and watch this race but I had my Sprint Tri on at the same time. I have never been to the Velodrome before and I am more than 100% sure I would love it. The insane speed these cyclists get up to has my jaw dropping to the floor. My question though is How do you stop? There's no brakes - my fear would be coming to an abrupt stop by means of a collision - which I know has happened more times than not. And if I was to have a go at the Velodrome I would need the St Johns Ambulance there to pull me out of a mass of mangled bike metal. I take my hat off to you Macca.
My see if we can sort out having a go at it - would be fun.
