After a hot week at work I was all set for my first triathlon at the weekend in Conniston. I was really looking forward to it. Friday came and the weather decided to change - typical! Driving up there it was miserable - cloudy and drizzly. We camped there and in the middle of the night I woke with a sore throat. I didn't think too much of it - just drank lots of water. I then woke in the morning feeling really rough. Just generally run down and feeling cold. The race wasn't until the afternoon so I had a good few hours to try and feel better!

We went for a walk down to the lake and tested the water temperature - it was freezing! I then decided that I just couldn't face it. I was quite sure that if I made it through the swim (which was doubtful with how I was feeling and that I suffer quite badly in cold water anyway) that I would probably get too cold on the bike.

For the rest of the morning I kept thinking maybe I should just get on and do it and see what happens, then I'd think more sensibly and decide that it wasn't a very good idea.

We watched everyone come out of that water and into T1 and a lot of the men were even cursing at how cold the water was. Just as well I didn't do it! Never mind. I just need to make sure I'm ok for my french duathlon race in 2 weeks!