Nice one, LB.
Personally, I'd shun GB but it would definitely be great to have on your palmares or whatever the fell running equivalent is!
Nice one, LB.
Personally, I'd shun GB but it would definitely be great to have on your palmares or whatever the fell running equivalent is!
Pete Shakespeare - U/A
Going downhill fast
Nice one Llani.
Also Welsh v60 champ this year too!
Well done LB - it is a shame Oz is so far away. Tell them you are going so that they send you the vest!
I suggest not. The Brownlees are, after all, yesterday's men in slow decline - and of course Alistair was DSQ for cheating in the Leeds Olympics selection event. Such shame!
Whereas you, in the twilight of your years, are reaching for the stars - so if the phone rings and a voice says "I am ringing from Nike..."
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"...as dry as the Atacama desert".
An entertaining read. Reminds me of a triathlon I did from Loweswater back in the 80s. I had a five speed bike with a rack and mudguards, a small rucksack (which fastened nicely to the rack for the bike sections) a diving wetsuit and lightweight fell boots. I wasn't last but I was the last to actually finish.
Back in the 1990's, I occasionally turned up to the 10-mile time trials held by Loughborough Phoenix Cycling Club on Wednesday evenings from April to September. The course was actually 10.8 miles, two laps of a 5.4-mile circuit on country lanes; there were three right-angle corners within the first half-mile of the circuit, followed immediately by the only significant hill (not very steep), and two more sharp corners later on. I was on my Hetchins tourer, and I never managed to break 30 minutes for the 10.8 miles, but there were always a few slower riders than me.
The same circuit was used for the Tin Can Ten, a time trial for bikes with hub gears, which I entered on two occasions. This event brought out an interesting variety of bikes that you wouldn't expect to see at any competitive cycling event.
In his lifetime he suffered from unreality, as do so many Englishmen.
Jorge Luis Borges