Great West Run, post 3

[andygates]

Finished in 2:12:28 according to my watch - official time to follow. The Freudian slip of "great west rub" was apt as my shorts rubbed through resulting in grim chafing; a quick stop at a St. John's tent for some vaz made it bearable for the last 4 miles. The tap didn't beat me, but a rabbit did - a rabbit worn by an Army PT instructor though so not too embarrassing!

Same sugar profile as a century ride - last leg was done on pure candy.

TEN MINUTES OFF MY TIME! WOO-FUCKING-HOO!

Now I'm enjoying a guilt-free 99 flake waiting for the car park to empty ... here's the proof:

Comments

[skean.livejournal.com]

Ah, choclate and no need to run. Isn't post-prandial exercise a wonderful thing?

Congrats on the time. You look far too human in that photo though - I wanted BLOOD! ;-)

[andygates.livejournal.com]

Ah, but I'd wiped the crusted sweat off my face with the finishers' t-shirt and necked the finishers' banana so I was almost human... if you wanted blood you need only look between my thighs. But I'm not posting that on the internet. There *are* limits, you know!