I’ve been up since 6am, and I’m not going out training or indeed going to work. A restless night has been followed by a few hours of triple checking I have my passport, travel documents, money, bike shoes etc… Yep, that’s right, after a year of preparation it’s time to fly off that unforgiving yet apparently beautiful volcanic rock off the coast of Africa. Lanzarote here I come.
I’ve spent the last couple of days packing all my gear, taking the bike apart, packing it in its box. Stressing when I couldn’t get a pedal off, making a mad dash to the local bike shop and watching two mechanics jumping on the bike spanner to loosen it. At least it wasn’t me being a numpty for once. BUT everything is in place, everything is ready, it’s time for the talking / blogging to stop, it’s time to look inside myself and find the answers that I need to succeed at my biggest challenge yet.
I’ve been amused at the banter in the last few days that if I don’t finish the race the next book deal is off, I love banter, having the piss taken out of you is one of the joys of having mates in the sport. I might be slow, hey I might be crap, and I’ve even held up my hands at being a “Fat comfy librarian with moobs” and I laugh and give it back.
I’m also dedicated, tough, focussed, and hungry. I want this race more than any other, this is the ultimate measurement of myself as an athlete, and possibly as a person. I don’t care about the next book, yes it will feature Lanzarote, but I’d rather have this race on my CV than any book. I’m a triathlete who writes, NOT a writer who swims, rides and runs.
A small note of thanks to my wonderful wife Em, this will be the first Ironman she’s not attended, difficult now we have Charlotte to look after. I’ll miss her support, but I know she’ll be with me in spirit. Thank you Em, for being you. Without you I’d not even have made it to the start line. I appreciate the sacrifices you’ve made this year, this one will be for you and Charlotte.
And thank you to all of you readers who inspire me with your support, knowing that some of you will be tracking me will keep me moving forward on Saturday 19th May. Track me at Ironmanlive.com My race number is 865, surname obviously Holgate.
So, Number 865 your time is up, it’s time to get it on, It’s time to be an Ironman.
See you all on the other side.