Swimrun racing was born in 2002 out of a drunken bet between friends, in which two teams of two raced each other over 75 km of swimming and running across the islands east of Stockholm. The last team to finish paid for the hotel, dinner and drinks. Since then the sport has evolved into the […]
Of all the kit we need to buy when starting out in triathlon, a wetsuit can be one of the more confusing. For those new to the sport, it’s not always obvious what makes a triathlon wetsuit specific to the requirements of swimming, and what to look out for when shopping for one. At RGActive […]
Getting into open water early in the season is a benefit to any triathlete, regardless of ability. Since this is where we’ll be doing most of our racing, it makes sense to put those winter training lengths to effective use and continue the work in the open water. Many experienced athletes look forward to this […]
This weekend saw three of the four RG Active open water swim venues open to athletes wanting to get in their wetsuits ahead of the fast approaching triathlon season. This time last year Marsha and I tried to swim at Ham lake and managed about 10mins before having to get out before hypothermia set in. […]
Everyone feels the cold water to different degrees so you may or may not feel this items are required for yourself, but if you are looking to get in your local swim venue and start getting that in-valuable ‘wetsuit time’ then these could make your swimming so much more comfortable and enjoyable!
A very welcome side effect of the Olympics has been a growing distrust, bordering on dislike of what used to the beautiful game. When you see sportsmen and women without the posturing, the vanity and the cheating, it just feels so much closer to the reason humans pursue athletic endeavour in the first place.
I’m hoping the Olympics have ended my love affair with football, in all honesty. I doubt it, football will always be the mistress I’d increasingly like to hide away.
Perhaps, with each stroke, my swim might distance me further from football, from my childhood, from the utter mediocrity that pervades the British football industry. I can only hope.
Straddlers. That’s what they call us. The generation of people who grew up before the internet and will die after.
We’re the generation of people who thought the ZX81 bordered on witchcraft. The generation who giggled enthusiastically while, undercover, switched on the red glowing digital numbers of their fathers’ watches.
I’m just over a week away from the most worrying entry into water since the Israelites walked across the bed of the Red Sea. If I had a pound for every time I was told: “Don’t worry, wetsuits are really buoyant, you’ll be fine”, I’d have enough to ask someone whether that comma was in the right place.
Right I’ve made a decision. I’m going to abstain from alcohol until the swim. It’s the only way I’m going to get into good enough shape to do this thing. There’s just no shortcut. The reason I’ve made this personal pact?