Kilometres? Miles? Speed? No… weight, unfortunately. After a week’s holiday with the family where the most intense activity I did was splash around in the water with the kids, and where I indulged a bit much I came home to find the scales flashing those numbers at me. To be honest I thought, and felt, I would be a few kilos heavier than that so I guess it was a bit of a bonus to come in under what I expected.
The fun is over now and it’s now time to knuckle down and indulge in some hard work instead. I’ve now got two-and-a-bit months to be in some semblance of shape for the DirtWorks 100 at St Albans. I last did this race in 2008. I have both good and bad memories of this race. The good was finishing my first 100km race, on a fully rigid 29er no less. The bad? Being beaten to a pulp, especially on that rocky descent down to the MacDonald River at around the 60km mark. Hitting the wall in a massive way around the 80km mark, and landing in hospital two days later with an acute case of tonsillitis, fever and dehydration…
I have a couple of goals this time around for the DW100. The first is to beat 8 hours. The second is to be better prepared… If I nail the second goal, then I will also reach my first goal. In '08 I came in in 8 hours 4 minutes, so it's certainly acheivable. In fact if I can lop another 30 minutes on top of that I would be stoked. I think I have the mechanisms in place now to achieve it. Now all I have to do is put in the hard work and the results will come...
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