T minus 2 hours
Then I’m off ??
My numbers have been checked, my timing chip collected and my bike racked in the huge, cavernous, hanger like space that is home to the London Triathlon weekend.
It’s a throng of Lycra and neoprene clad, multi sized bodies to a sound track of excited chatter, well oiled cycle mechanisms and pulsing beats from the PA.
I’ve acquired the free gels and attached my number to the belt – to displayed to the back for the cycle and to the front for the run.
I’ve had a look at the transitions and the routes in and out. Most importantly I have my bearings on the finish.
Here we go!