Some of you may know that after a beer or two last November I signed up to attempt the London Triathlon (Olympic Level) this year on 31st July. At the time I cycled to and from work, and occasionally headed outdoors to move the legs at a pace faster than that used to walk. Swimming, well, I did swim two years ago on holiday, briefly.

 

 

Well, training hasn't exactly gone as planned over the past three months for various reasons; as such I started 3 weeks ago. From a floating start swimming, I now think I'm ready to take 1.6km of Docklands water and put it under my belt, to pedal furiously into central London (and back out) for 40km, and then to run around in circles for 10km.

"Why", do you ask? Well, why not?

But, on a more serious note, to raise a few pounds for Combat Stress. Most of us have chosen to work in an office, enjoy the comforts of a roof over our heads, and (semi) regular working hours. Others choose a different route and have jobs which require different demands, and mentally can take their toll a little more.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Photos of an idiot drowning in dirty Docklands water will be available after the event for those that want a good chuckle.