New day, new blog... I feel rather like I've just arrived at a race site at oh-Gawd-thirty in the morning, wheeling my bike and toting an enormous bag full of gear that somehow has to fit in a space the size of a hand towel next to my front wheel. What do I need? Where do I put it? And, most importantly, how will I find it when I come barreling into transition partway through the race and find that someone else has apparently marched a phalanx of elephants through my meticulously planned area on their way to the next stage of the course?
Ah, the mystery...
At some point, I'll get at least vaguely organized and set things up here in as legible and attractive a way as possible. In the meantime I shan't hold my breath, but am pleased to have got this space at least vaguely demarcated, in that setting-out-my-towel kind of way. (An excellent essay topic, that. "Triathlons and their connections to the works of Douglas Adams: discuss.")
With any luck, any triathletes reading this have chuckled once or twice. For those of you reading this who've no idea whatsoever what a triathlon is, or what towels and transitions (never mind elephants) might have to do with them, I'll do my best to make things clear as I go on.
Welcome to you all! Let the chaos begin...
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