One year on from my first half-ironman, the butterflies in the stomach have mostly flown away, replaced by expectations. Team TriEdge on the day before the race. Long run in to T1. I had the shoes already clipped in, so it felt like I hardly had anything to do apart from getting the helmet and sunnies on before getting the bike out. My seat post had sunk.

Saturday, April 23, 2011. The feeling of achieving a personal best lingers on for a while. it feels so good that you have to keep looking at the official race timings and the photographs. 21st April 2011 was the JPM run with a distance of 5. I was feeling jittery the night before, afraid that I couldnt meet the expectations I set for myself. Peter had wanted me to do a 30mins, and in order to do that, i had to run a constant speed of at least 11. I wondered, was that possible? To top that off, I al.