Tracy rode her new bike while I ran. Canterbury Jetty Road to Tasman Road, then back along Browns Road to Rye and back up Melbourne Road to finish.
A tough but rewarding session, gently downhill on the way out, mainly up on the way back. It really tests you.
On Saturday, a gentle run to the beach at Flinders Street and back up Canterbury Jetty Road before Sunday's 1200 metre Pole to Pier swim at Rye.
After a 30 degree start to the day, the weather worsened towards the start of the race and the course was ultimately abandoned as the lifeguards would not have been able to see all the swimmers due to the very choppy sea.
Instead, they re-routed the course from the breakwater to the pier, and then a further 'lap' of the pier to finish (swimming underneath it close to the shore to achieve the lap).
It ended up being further than the 1200. It was a crazy race. I was slapping around like a fish out of water, excuse the inappropriate metaphor. If you can imagine swimming diagonally across a huge chop with your forward arm stroking fresh air as the wave passes by and then having your head smacked by the next swell as you stick your face up to breathe.
Anyway, I got there. A bit of cross training never goes astray, does it?
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