I was born a waffler. I tend to tell stories and get side tracked along the way. In my family my Mum is the champion of waffling. Stories start and it’s a miracle if they finish on the topic they started on.
In my attempt to update on my goings on I’m going to attempt to do what doesn’t come naturally...Keep it brief.
Before I get started I ahve a bit of a plug. In an attempt to stop boring my friends with endless triathlon posts I've set up and athlete page on Facebook. So that I don't look like a nelly please go and like it. You can find it here: www.facebook.com/susiecheethamtriathlete
At the end of May I did something new. I used a race as training. I’ve always threatened to do this but when the race gets near lose my cool and take at least a handful of easy days. I’ve also never raced as much of some pros, so I’ve never needed to train through races. This time it was a good race to get race fit for a priority race – Ironman 70.3 Stafford.
Challenge Salou was fun. Swam probably my best swim ever, biked incredibly averagely and ran like Ronald McDonald for the first 15km. I came off the bike in what I thought was first until my Dad told me the leader was over six minutes into the run. When I realised he was serious I dropped my bike in transition, no really! After 10km or so I caught Cat Jameson (credit to her amazing swim cycle combo!) but by this time I had been overtaken by Marina Damlaimcourt. It wasn’t until about 15km that started gaining on her again…but I ran out of pavement. Maria won the race 5 seconds ahead of me. I came second.
Ironman 70.3 Stafford
This was an important one for me. I was fit and ready to race. I haven’t raced much in the UK so I wanted to put in a good show. I had an okay swim, but from the start I couldn’t find my bike legs. Lucy Gossage was on a mission and had overtaken me earlier than I had expected and I was biking like a donkey. Fast forward 86km and much the same, I was in second but would need my best run ever to get close to the win. Any chance of that blew with my puncture with only 86km to go.
My greatest satisfaction was managing to fix the puncture under pressure as the other girls went past. This is a first for me! My greatest moment in the race – my husband Rob standing at the side of the course shouting “my wife fixed a puncture”. Anyone who knows me will know Rob’s hands are always black with oil because of my poor bike admin, so knowing I can do something mechanical was a relief. Again I finished second.
Photo: Channel 4/ IM 70.3 Staffs Pre Race Interview
Ironman 70.3 Norway
Now we’re into fairly recent territory. Two weeks ago I went to one of my favourite races as defending champion. The race is the friendliest of all the races I’ve done with the most incredible support throughout the race.
Photo Credits: Brad Kahlefeldt/ Radka Vodičková
Outside Ironman African Championships the pro womens field was probably the strongest I’ve raced in 2015. I was ready, I wanted to win and sleigh my stream of second places. It was looking good throughout the race, I came out of the water with Eva Wutti and we biked hard to catch Radka Vodičková. I was quite confident that if I came off the bike in the lead I could out run anyone in the field. Although Eva would usually be a threat she had raced IM Austria only a week before, winning in 8.45 with a 2.54 marathon, there was no way she could run hard, right? For the majority of the race Radka, Eva and I were in a group. I was very comfortable and controlled the pace for a large part of that. Fellow Orca team mate caught us in the last 8km and we all rolled into T2 together.
The race was on… I came out of transition with Eva on my shoulder. I was breathing hard, Eva was chilled. Only a kilometre into the run Eva attacked. I couldn’t respond and she put 30 seconds into me by around 2km and went on to run a 1.19 half marathon! I finished the race 3 minutes down on Eva in complete awe of her incredible back to back performance. I hadn’t expected it and had to settle for another second. I had a great race so I’m happy with the second step on the podium.
Photo Credits: The Media Group/ Ivar Fjeldheim
I had a week off triathlon after Norway. Just 'training' when I felt like it. I'm now back into smashing the training in the build up to Kona.
Next up is Dublin 70.3… I’m half Irish so for hopefully they’ll give me a little more support! Before that we’re moving house. Again. Rob (my Husband/ Coach/ Bike Bitch/ Physio/ Psychologist) is in the Army so we seem to have been living a fairly transient life over the past year. On the plus side I get new bike/ run routes. We’ll be just outside Bristol/ Bath so if anyone has any good swim/bike/ run groups I can join please get in touch…
That’s it for now. Hopefully I didn't waffle.
P.S. Useless fact I found out today...The term waffler actually comes from the food of the same name (waffle), because of the grid-like patterns on the food it resembles how a waffler is on again and off again on their views.