The mutterings of a multisporter since 2005.

I've been racing triathlons from sprint distance to Ironman for 12 seasons. Here are some stories, reflections and words... even the occasional recipe.

I started this blog in 2005, no sign of stopping yet.

17 September 2014 0 Comments

The Reckoning

I approached the Weymouth Half Triathlon feeling very optimistic. My running has improved no end, cycling has been strong and even my front crawl was showing signs of being able to be sustained for longer than about ten seconds. In the end, the race didn’t turn out as I’d hoped, but that didn’t stop it […]

17 September 2014 0 Comments

The Brownlee Interview

Last week I was delighted to get asked by the Glaxo Smith Kline Human Performance Lab to ask the Brownlee Brothers a question or too in a Google Hangout with some other bloggers, all of whom seemed very serious triathlon dudes (except for the guy who had signed up for Ironman Nice – not sure […]

12 September 2014 0 Comments

The Last Hurrah!

Sunday is the fourth and last triathlon of the 2014 season for me. It’s the third half-ironman of the year after the Beaver in May and the Steelman in July. I arrived in Weymouth to be greeted by blazing late summer sunshine and the forecast is set fair for the weekend. Hopefully, after the severe […]

8 September 2014 0 Comments

How did I compare?

How depressing is this? After yesterday’s stage of La Vuelta I was keen to see how my performance on the bike would like compared to the pro peloton. I looked at the Strava segment “GDK Covadonga Monastery to Enol”. This segment is 11.4km long and climbs for a total of 846m at an average of […]

8 September 2014 5 Comments

Those Brownlee Boys

Back in 2012 I was one of the hundreds of thousands of spectators watching the drama unfold on the banks of the Serpentine in Hyde Park as Alistair Brownlee and his brother Jonny won gold and bronze in the men’s triathlon. The Sunday before last I watched on the television as Alistair won the World […]

6 September 2014 0 Comments

La Vuelta in Asturias

There are loads of cycling fans for whom their interest in cycling begins and end with Le Tour. This is entirely understandable as the mainstream media coverage of this one race, at least here in Britain, must outweigh the coverage of the rest of the sport by at least 10 to 1 (a statistic I’ve […]

19 August 2014 0 Comments

Cycling in Asturias

If you look at a map of Europe and find Spain, then trace your finger until you are about half way along the top edge, you will be pointing at Asturias. It’s a land of coast and mountains with its own distinct traditions and dialects. The fabled Picos de Europa have long provided a considerable […]

19 August 2014 0 Comments

Peanut Power

The internet is full of advice on how to make money by blogging – carrying ads, providing backlinks, taking guestposts etc. all provide ways of making a little pocket money if you’re serious. But to actually break big time and get the kind of attention that will make you a living is hugely difficult and […]

10 August 2014 0 Comments

Los Lagos de Covadonga

Back in the summer of 722 King Pelayo was in a fix. For several years he had been asserting the independence of the Kingdom of Asturias from the Moors (Arabs) who controlled most of Spain. The Moors had finally grown tired of this irritation and sent a force to put down the rebellion. Cornered, with […]

Tags: ,
9 August 2014 0 Comments

La Torneria – an Asturian Classic

Ask a Spaniard about Asturias and the likely response will be, “Rain.” Just like in England, Manchester has the tag of being both “in the north” and permanently wet, so the province of Asturias suffers the same stereotypical fate at the hands of its countrymen. This does the area a disservice. Although it does suffer […]

Tags: ,
20 July 2014 0 Comments

Groundhog Day

In the words of Steve Earle, “And the rain came down.” I’m beginning to think I have upset someone. The second half-ironman of the season, and the second complete drenching. I didn’t think it was possible to be wetter on a triathlon than I was at the Beaver in May, but yesterday’s Cleveland Steelman came […]

18 July 2014 0 Comments

Ploughing a Lonely Furrow

Today has not been a good day. A simple trip to Staffordshire to pick up a trailer for the family holiday turned from a 5 hour jaunt into 8½ hours of traffic hell courtesy of the M6. It doesn’t take much on a Friday afternoon to turn this particular motorway into a car park and […]