I've recently rediscovered the sheer joy that is to partake of several ice cold cans of premium strength lager before phoning my mate Abdul - proprietor of my local doner kebab outfit - and ordering up "a bag or two of that greasy shit you have the gumption to call food, please friend." Naturally he obliges and miniutes later I sit - gut bulging boisterously through my shirt on its dogged quest for world domination.
In order to counter-act this habit, and look a little less round and sweaty, I decided - in a moment of what can only be described as acute insanity - to enter what is widely regarded as the toughest duathlon in the United Kingdom. The running legs are a combined 16 miles and the cycling just 24, but to make matters highly unpleasant the entire event is based up, on, and around a hill.
Race day isn't for another three months, which gives me the opportunity to train myself to cover vast distances on foot in tandem with hill repeats on the bicycle. I will also need to lose a stone or so in weight in order not to expire on the slopes of the duathlon hill.
In order for this thread not to bore the living shat out of everyone but me, I will be making it a largely pictorial affair, with photographs of scenery on training runs, and maps, and any other images which might potentially be of interest.
Firstly. Here's yours truly on hill repeat detail - about two miles outside of Croydon.