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Robs Blog: Riding with the boys.

Since I’ve stopped proper, structured training I’m enjoying doing things I haven’t done in a long time. Saturday morning coffee rides and Sunday morning group runs are just two.

On both there’s some playing around. It’s the sort of stuff that I don’t tend to do when I’m training hard. I tend to do what I’m told, although Ais might beg to differ on this point. When I’m training seriously sessions are done (mostly) as prescribed as opposed to just going out and racing up hills and stopping for coffee with Durnin every 45 minutes or so.

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Robs Blog: Not Chasing Kona: A country boy at heart.

I used to be (in my mind anyway) a cool city boy. I matched my kicks to my t-shirt, my jeans were clean, I drove a Porsche.

Now I live in the country, I drive a ride on lawnmower, match my work boots to my dirty old skinny jeans, have a sunburnt neck and have taken to eyeing up farm machinery on my bike rides.

You’ll note they’re no longer called training rides. Anyone who has as many coffee and cake stops as me isn’t training (are you listening Durnin?)

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Robs Blog: Not Chasing Kona: Saturday morning coffee rides.

There’s an anticipation of the Saturday morning ride. I’ve been looking forward to it for days. I’ve had a couple of chances to ride during the week but have mostly managed to find reasons not to.

It was raining…

It was cold…

There was wind…

I couldn’t find shoes that matched my helmet…

I’m a soft lazy shit…

You know, just the usual stuff.

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Robs Blog: Thirty Minute Arse

“Jaysus Rob you’ve got the silhouette of an athlete” John said half way through Sunday mornings run.

“A friend of ours used to say he had a thirty minute arse” Aisling answered. “As in a thirty minute 10k…” she added just in case further explanation was needed.

“The only problem is that the thirty minute arse is attached to a pair of forty minute legs. Neither of which are being helped by the current rate of chocolate and cake consumption…” I said.

And on that note let’s get on with the weeks training… Read More

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Robs Blog: What a forty hour training week looks like.

Ok so it’s actually only 39.5 hours but that doesn’t quite have the same ring to it. Anyway let’s move on.

It was to be a nine day training camp. I wasn’t exactly sure how fit I was when I arrived at Lanzarote so the plan was quite loose and flexible. I had been training reasonably consistently for a couple of months but not in all three sports. I had plenty of pool time racked up but both my biking and running had been somewhat light in November and December.

I hoped I’d manage a big week. I thought somewhere in the region of thirty hours might be on the cards if I didn’t blow myself to pieces in the first couple of days.

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Robs Blog: January 2019 update

January is done. I’m counting the weeks that are left of winter and in Ireland it could be anything from six to sixteen. I’ve ridden in March in short sleeves in the past and had snowy rides in May.

The optimistic side of me is thinking that there’s maybe only six weeks left before things get nicer for riding outdoors, but the realist knows that even if we get some mild weather in March that April is usually a wet month.

And absolutely anything can happen in May.

I’m regularly distracted by the thoughts that maybe I could swing a week cycling somewhere warm before winter ends.

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Robs Blog: Training Hours Week Starting 26th November 2018

I started back into the training today with a double turbo session and while it was quite enjoyable (actually that’s a complete lie it hurt like fuckery but it was quite satisfying afterwards) it might not have been the best idea.

I swam Tuesday morning and headed to the pool again on Wednesday morning and right from the start I just wanted to get out and snooze on the pool deck. I was fried, the last couple of weeks caught up with me and all I wanted to do was sleep, and eat cake. Have you ever noticed how a meltdown often leads to eating complete shite? So not only am I not training but I’m getting stuck into cake three times a day.

Anyway, lets get on with the numbers.


Monday 26 2:05 (2)

 

Bike 1:05 30k strength session

Bike 1:00 35k high intensity


Tuesday 27 1:00 (1)

 

Swim 1:00 2700m


Wednesday 28 :40 (1)

 

Swim :40 2000m


Thursday 29

Off


Friday 30

Off


Saturday 1

Off


Sunday 2 1:45 (1)

Run 1:45 16.5k


 

  • Total 5:30 (5)
  • Swim 1:40 4700 (2)
  • Bike 2:05 65k (2)
  • Run 1:45 16.5k
  • S&C —

 

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Robs Blog: Training Hours Week Starting 12th November

This should probably be called my “Non-Training diary”… one swim, two runs and not a single pedal turned this week. For the sake of continuity I’ll post anyway despite the lack of training. 

Energy and time to train are very limited at the moment with the upcoming house move. We are trying to juggle selling, moving out, buying and moving in all in the one day, the buyer of our house and the seller of the new one are also doing the same. Resulting in lots of moving parts that we don’t have control of…

Anyway onto the training numbers. This won’t take long…

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Robs Blog: Bed v’s Turbo

I check my watch, it’s 6:04am. I stretch luxuriously and enjoy the warmth of the bed. Ais turns over beside me and settles up against me. I lie still so as not to disturb her (as opposed to lying still because I’m being a lazy bollox and not wanting to get out of the warm bed)

I’m thinking about coffee. The draw of that first strong black espresso fights against the pull of the bed. I check my watch, it’s 6:16.

I think about getting up again. Read More

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