Swimming…. you either love or hate it… you either feel the water or you don’t….

I love swimming and would say that I am a good swimmer – not great, but good.

I took swimming up after a running injury.  I wasn’t good but I wasn’t that bad.

Like most things, you have to put the effort in to see the results.  I put the effort in and still do.

As a triathlete, you have to focus on swim, bike and run and we have a tendency to focus more on those things we are good at.

Over the winter months, I swim 2/3x a week.  One of these sessions is with my Tri20 Triathlon Club every Wednesday morning at 6.30am at Willink Pool which is a 2 minute walk from my house – so no excuses!  It’s a great session and ensures that I work hard.  The other session are self coached.

The summer months are spent swimming at my local lake – I love the lake in the summer months, especially as it warms up and you don’t need to wear a wetsuit.

I am a Level One triathlon coach and ASA Level 2 swim coach and really enjoy seeing the progress my swim clients make – from being unable to swim 1 length to taking on their first sprint / Olympic triathlon.

Your sad, smelling of chlorine Ironman xxx

 

A break is what we needed and we found a perfect little hideaway this weekend.

Four days away with Matt in a little wood cabin in woodland with a hot tub, some lovely food and champagne.

Percy came too and we just walked, chilled, talked, played Scrabble and Jenga.

We both needed some time out, away from the normal routine of life.  No swimming, no biking, no running.

We talked about ‘what next?’

Matt has enjoyed taking time out after his Cotswold Half and seems quite happy not to be swimming (his least favourite), biking and running.

I on the other hand, love to have structure and focus.  I am extremely driven,  Sometimes a bit too driven.  Matt apparently likes that in me (I laugh!)  So, we will start gentle training again.

We both love Kettlebells and as I run 3 classes, we’ve got that covered.  I will focus more on my swim and running and will help coach Matt further on his swim – he can’t wait!

Your still sad Ironman but with a little more focus x

 

This year has been a busy one, both physically and mentally.

So, we’re taking time out this weekend.

Percy has come along too.

Percy is my little buddy.  He’s a lovely little dog.  Meet Percy.

The weekend will be spent walking in woodland, drinking cups of tea, eating cake, relaxing and just having plenty of quiet time – no swimming, no biking, no running.

It’s important to take time out, reflect and enjoy the simple things in life.

Have a great weekend all.

Your sad, but feeling happier, Ironman x

Just over a year ago, I qualified as a Personal Trainer.

It was the best thing I ever did.

I followed my dream.

I get to share my passion for fitness and wellbeing daily.

My main area of expertise are Kettlebells – I have taken a masterclass in Kettlebells – I know my stuff!

 

I started teaching Kettlebell classes in January this year, I was taking classes on behalf of someone.   Numbers were slow to take off but I was determined to share my love of Kettlebells and get more women, in particular, doing weights.  It was a slow process and numbers plateaued around 8 – 10 people per class, sometimes less.

In July, I decided to go it alone and set up my own classes – starting with 2 a week. I was putting in so much effort to spread the word, I thought it only right that I should reap the rewards.

Last night, I had 23 people in my class – numbers are increasing weekly and I will now have to cap the class at 23 just for safety reasons and my poor car, that has to transport the kettlebells to the classes!

Did I ever think I would be stood in front of 23 people a year ago, encouraging, motivating and getting them to work hard in my class – never.  Some of you might find it hard to believe, I hate public speaking.  But when you are passionate about something, you can do it.

I have now added a third class starting a week Saturday.

I love it.

I love my classes.  I love the enthusiasm.  I love how everyone pushes themselves.  I love how they secretly enjoy the class – they don’t tell me this, but I can tell.  I love their support.

I love Kettlebells.

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I have a very supportive partner in Matt.   Matt has a great family around him, many of whom I have met as they live locally.  I have been welcomed into his family with open arms.

I don’t have that family unit.  I don’t think I ever really did.  My dad lives in Malta and I haven’t spoken to my mum for many years.  I have my older sister Ursula – she lives in London – we are very close.

On Friday, Matt and I attended a wedding where I met Matt’s family again.  It was a beautiful day.  A day spent celebrating two people, Jenny and James, coming together.  We laughed, we danced, we sang, we were silly, we shared stories with others, we threw confetti and had a wonderful time.  I smiled, I was happy – Matt smiled, he was happy.

No swimming, biking or running.

Today, we had planned to go for a cycle – we didn’t.

It’s the first weekend in many months, that we haven’t gotten up early to get the long bike ride in, or head to the lake for the swim.  Did I miss it.  No.

Instead, we walked.  We walked Percy, our dog.  We walked for a long time.  Just talking.  Talking about anything.  I think I did most of the talking.

It was lovely.

We ate cake and had a cup of tea.

My lovely neighbours bought me a nice box of chocolates.

We have nothing planned for tomorrow.  Just taking each day as it comes.

I love Matt

x

 

 

 

 

It might be that I have the Ironman blues but I really don’t like myself right now.

I hate the way I look.  I hate the person that I have become.  I want the old me back – the happy V.

I look at others and think how beautiful they are and how happy they are.

I don’t look good right now, I don’t feel great right now.   No matter what people say, I don’t believe them.

I feel for Matt – I don’t want him to come near me.  He understands.

Your sad Ironman x

 

 

 

OVERNIGHT OATS

It’s been 9 days since I completed Ironman Vichy and my body is craving goodness – something it really didn’t look for during training.  I would eat well and plentiful but wouldn’t say no to cake, pudding, biscuits with tea – I would say I was 80% good – 20% bad.

However, since completing the Ironman, and taking a few weeks rest, I don’t crave anything sweet right now.  Previously, we would eat some kind of pudding after dinner – this has now been replaced by yoghurt.  I would reach quite happily into the fridge and steal a piece of chocolate.

If anything, my appetite has reduced considerably.   This could also be due to my state of mind.

I am not a big fan of vegetables but absolutely love fruit and have a craving for apples, plums and satsumas right now 😊.   Maybe, as I am not exercising, I am thinking twice about what I am eating and am conscious that my body needs good stuff to help it heal.

I am not moving as much as I was, although I am walking my dog 2x a day and am heading back to the pool tomorrow and will be starting gentle exercise.  I am looking forward to swimming again.

I still feel sad and I have good days and bad days – I am not hiding my emotions, I cry when I have to and I take quiet time to just think.  I am trying to keep myself busy, meeting friends, de-junking the wardrobes and getting organised for my business.   I am not sleeping great but I am sure that will settle down soon.

I am starting to look back on the day – and parts of it make me smile although most of it is still a blur.

Your sad Ironman x