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.
Kona Secrets book available
Kona Secrets: Lessons learned from over 50 Kona Qualifications.
Knowledge doesn’t produce results, action does. Just knowing how to do something doesn’t guarantee success, especially something as difficult as qualifying for Kona; you have to put in the hours. In this book I share some of the lessons I learnt between being a back-of-the-pack beginner to qualifying for the Ironman World Championships in Kona, Hawaii.
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?)
So I passed a huge green tractor the other day while out riding. I am still on the bike occasionally, usually when I’m not digging shit up, cutting shit down or mowing field sized lawns.
Anyway, I digress. Back to the huge green tractor. I looked at it in awe thinking how cool it looked. I was thinking of all of the things that I could dig up/drive over if my tractor was that big…
I know. Big green tractors are not cool. Not to a city boy anyway…
So there I am getting this funny feeling looking at the big green monster tractor and it takes me a minute to identify it.
It’s envy. Fucking tractor envy.
Jesus. I’ll be following tractor and farm machinery accounts on Instagram next…
Chasing Kona eBook available
From smoker to back of the pack triathlete to the Ironman World Championships.
Read about how I overcame all of the odds and discovered what it would take to get to the Ironman World Championships – my eBook is now available to buy as an eBook on Amazon UK, Amazon US, Barnes & Noble, and iTunes
It is also available as a paperback at Wheelworx.