November 22nd, 2014 by Lisa
The first two weeks are behind us and the Kenyan air is starting to feel easier to negotiate.
Many have been asking about the fair amount of trainer sessions we have ticked off. And fair enough, which sane human being would spend the better of a three week camp in Kenya riding a trainer? Probably not many. But then I never claimed to be sane, and I never had any real problems with trainers.
Going directly from here to Bahrain there was really no other way of doing things than bringing a TT bike along.
AÂ ShivÂ in Iten fits in just as well as a UFO would back in my hometown Kristianstad… The roads far from suited and the traffic close to suicidal to mix with.
So riding the trainer allowing oneself to be grossed down in Watts and HR’s and minutes isn’t so bad after all.
But of course we don’t only ride trainers up here. We swim and run as well true to the nature of the sport. D-Squad triathletes mixing it Â up with British middle distance runners at the HATC camp. Makes for interesting exchanges.
Like a conversation overheard at the pool:
“Why do they train so much? Is that because they never go really fast…?”
Fair enough when you compare our training to olympic 800m finalists… No we aren’t very fast,Â but yes we do train quite a bit.
At least give us that.
Every once and a while we do get a half day break from the coach. The other day we all squeezed into a mattatu (Kenyan word for a overcrowded very run down minivan) and went down to Eldoret.Â Civilisation in terms of a big supermarket fulfilled everyones wish lists. Pegs for the washing line, instant coffee, diet coke, Â and a various selection of different snack foods. Maybe the occasional chocolate.
Smiling faces and sugar filled bloodstreams. Bliss.
Now lets finish this next phase, smash the legs just enough for them to take me through that half IM race in the end of the tunnel.
The end of a tunnel which is associated with a five star hotel, big shopping malls, spa treatment and a massive belated birthday celebration…
And yes, a four hours and a bit of hard work…
I think I will need every bit of the remaining 8 days to survive them hours…