May 25, 2019

A bit belated, but two weeks ago saw me take part in my second Powerman event; a series I'd not really heard too much about other than Zofingen World champs which is really long! But guess what; it's growing fast, and they do a middle distance series too, comprising a 10km run - 60 km bike - 10km run. This piqued my interest when I came across it in January, as whilst mentally I am ready to get off the bike after 40km, I need a bit lon...

May 24, 2019

An article from 2015: a year with injury woes, in partnership with TRAIN magazine.

You no doubt have a goal you’re currently working towards. It should be a tough challenge that, at times, makes you question both your decision to take it on and your ability to finish it off.

As I look back on 2015, I can say I’ve fallen short of my targets in triathlon. It was a year of swapping coaches, injury, burnout, bad race choices and, well, you...

June 20, 2017

1st place - 5 hrs 20.26 

I had ventured off to France for a last training block before the European 70.3 championships but as you may have read in my previous blog, I came rather unstuck, and was out-of-action for almost 2 weeks. I ticked over, but that was all I was capable of until the hormone explosion dissipated and I returned to my chilled-out and fully-functioning self. Valuable life-lessons learned.

So, what to do now? Twas but a...

April 2, 2017

Aged 11, I was given a bowl cut, some daps, a shiny purple and green shell-suit coat, and a shapeless pleated skirt. I was then sent off for my first day of secondary school.

I came home, played Lego with my sisters, and did a 1km run time trial around the block. 3.25. Not bad.

Looking on point aged 13

When other kids started hanging  around in Wembdon Park on Friday nights, I went swimming. I may not have done much swimming, (sadly there...

March 29, 2017

As featured on Tri247

“Great. A triathlon in mainland Portugal. I’ll do that.” A quick search for Madeira airport sent me way off to a Portuguese dot in the Atlantic ocean. Geography has never been my strong point.

But, with cheap direct flights from Gatwick, it was a very easy trip to the remote Madeira Island.

And what a scene to behold upon arrival. Madeira is as green and hilly as Scotland, but warmer, with dramatic coastlines and vas...

March 4, 2017

 - A secret insight into one of the world's leading triathlon squads.

Touchdown in Spain. Sunlight - check. Warmth - check. Training friends - check. Now this is the life! A solid two week block was on the menu: much needed after a winter of toil in the 'boring basement of dreams' at home in the U.K. 

My connection with Team Dillon grew very naturally; sealed mainly by a mutual love of post-race wine and magic shows. Yes, when not traini...

February 1, 2017

NDW 100 miles in 2012 - 40 miles in. Decided to buddy up with the attractive man!

Post first published in conjunction with Entry Central.

I was sitting around the table with my housemates on Saturday night, having my one glass of wine before they went on their proper night out, leaving me to my solitude and 10pm bedtime.

As the drinks flowed, conversation became more animated. “Name one of the most ridiculous things you’ve ever done,” sai...

December 18, 2016

4 key principles I have adopted this year that have made me a better athlete.

1. Disassociation - or not being emosh

Not a conscious decision, but something I've noticed has happened as I've got older. If I have a bad session, it's forgotten about immediately, aside from a quick report back to coach. 

When I was younger I used to dwell. Training's training. It should not contain emotion and certainly not afterwards. Some sessions are good...

May 7, 2016



I crossed the line, having flown in under the radar.


"And whooo are youuuu?" said the commentators.


I hadn't really appeared on the favourites list, plus my race number came off which meant I carried it for much of the run. This did not help anyone... "And there she is, old whatsherchops, coming round again, no idea who she is, must be a big deal though." Or something like that.


Anyway, the race.


It went well! I am very happy. I...

January 10, 2015

The First of Jan, it's New Year’s Day,
A lovely time for rest and play.
Maybe extended time in bed,
Nursing a touch of ‘tender head’.
A big roast lunch, a laze around,
Watching some old film you found.

But there’s a certain type of fool,
Who likes to go against these rules.
They think, “oh, what a good idea
To do the opposite of beer,
And do a tri at Arthur’s Seat
To prove that we are totes elite”.

These silly people, barely clad,

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