Lost Sheep – trip report

And so it came to pass, the last actual ‘event’ of the year – my token attempt at a triathlon in the racing season. A season that was principally given over to cycling. As in other posts on this blog, i entered in to this race in the full knowledge that my swimming was brutal, my running slightly better but with little mileage and I’d not been cycling much since L’etape in the Pyrenees. I ended up getting what i deserved – sport is very often like that .. I didn’t do as well as I hoped (by a long stretch) nor as bad as i feared (so long as i finished).