Monday, March 9, 2009. Long, boring race report. As with any race, I was nervous as hell, and while my training has been going o. , I was not convinced I was in great shape. Every time I step up to a shorter race, I worry that if I have to struggle through it, how on earth will I do an Ironman. Regardless of my nerves, I was keen to test my early season fitness. It felt great to be out racing, and reaffirmed my new found love for this sport. Back on the road on Tuesday. Tuesday, January 27, 2009.

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