Sidekick 2009 Gprs Setup

Viennaman

Apparently you can enjoy not only chilled beer is good, but also a half distance. If you look in the morning on's thermometer, and it has just by 7 ° C but already one wonders just what happened to the summer.

Hm, somehow looks not so cold out, as it actually was.

During the journey to Viennaman is forming in me a subtle reluctance. Is that necessary? Cycling In the pouring rain? 90km? And just to swim. The time to start passing fortunately amazingly fast, and before I remember what happened there, it is also already happening. Best comment of the racing line, "Good news from the high waiting: the rain gets warmer".

I am again the stairs pretty badly bruised up wavered

few minutes to make the swim start in me such a thing as wide as mild euphoria. Sure, the water's also 18 ° C, whereas only 11 degrees outside I lie well on the train and quickly find a place in the crowd. Minor abrasions are once there, but nothing compared Obergrafendorf. Slowly, I think it might even be fun. Start if not take all the sissies if all Wellness triathletes are preferred to stay at home. In the second round, the emerging mood dampens then again a bit - it gets cold, in the toes. Fortunately, it is then, however, almost there.

I sprint from the Asstiegsstelle of the transition zone, and start on my tamper with a plastic bag covered matters. Actually I wanted to improve this time zone change my life than Obergrafendorf clear, but the bad weather kills at least a warm jacket for the bike course, and a cover from the rain. And shall remain the same even in T1 3:14 minutes.

very aerodynamic: the puffy plastic jacket

Cycling is murderous: icy water injected into my eyes, although I have on a pair of glasses, the knees are frozen instantly, and I get cold feet from completely. I have come any trouble at the low temperatures at all to my race pace. This is damn long 90 kilometers. In between creep always a slight motivation problems. Why torture in general? On the edge this time suspect many athletes are using a flat tire. It a bit too many for my taste. Four broken tire in the first half (!) Round cry for me a little too much on the task. However, when I in the first round, my half erfrohrene sweetness during the lighting with full enthusiasm can see, I have to each load. That's not the point. I finally loses the plot, as I briefly on lap three brings a complete Unsympathler on hybrid bike with triathlon handlebars. The idiots I do not want to have before me - I hang myself fully in, and fight my way through to the now increasingly becoming a headwind. In the last lap I already noticed that my thighs no longer play altogether. No wonder - 33km / h average in the conditions for me are not Lärcherl. With mixed feelings I put the bike into the transition area, and start it on the run course.

Klausi-M. Rollert to

It is only with difficulty. I do not feel my feet. It feels pretty much exactly as if someone had chopped off my feet and I would now run to the stumps. Ghastly, but that's it. For four kilometers with no emotion. I'm worried. Concerns seem to be good for speed because I'm on the run course at 4:46 min / km Average Speed. The conditions improve, the clouds move to the side and suddenly is only blue sky above me. For a perfect finish. The five rounds go by in a flash, only the last contract slightly away, and I get Stitch. Once a bite yet, finish line, medal, thanks. I'm dirty, easier and for the first time that day I was comfortably warm.

Just one more round!

The five-hour mark with 5:03:44, unfortunately, is not this time, but given the conditions I am very satisfied. From 400 starters have just 264 married to the start, and I honestly thought about back and forth. Looking back, it was of course one of those races that remain in memory. Klaus has seen the way the goal after 5:38:19 hours, and thus laid a proper time.

finisht Schremser!

important than ever this time, support was from the course. Kathy, Lisi, parents, Haymo, Karin, and various persons unknown can sometimes arise even true Ironman spirit. Thank you for your involvement! We run not know if no one is looking.

Bushnell 3200 Vs Super Sniper

half-distance swimming like an igloo, polar cod

Saturday is coming closer, and on that of Viennaman is on the agenda. It's time to collect a free-water unit. Gabs this year has so far only once a floating unit, which took place not in a swimming pool - Time's will, then!

Sun it was cold but not then fortunately

met with Nico and Klaus today we, then, to inaugurate the ocean for the year 2009. At the start there was even more muted enthusiasm, accompanied by appropriate comments such as "go ma but prefer to drink a beer" and "I do not like it's cold." Yes, it was really cold. The water itself was reasonably warm, and Neo did not unpleasant.

always impressed me that I totally uncoordinated in the open water when I lift my head from the water to get my bearings. At the first check position Klaus is right in front of me, next to my left behind, and then I'm suddenly in the Red ... a miracle that I have ever arrived somewhere.

Also notable was my wonderful planning in terms of dress, as we decided to end the first unit with a beer. I've taken that is no underpants. In itself a problem, just has a huge hole in my jeans step. So probably if I could impress disturbed waitresses? Now comes, however, Klaus was not a towel, but with a spare underpants. I did not ask. But good to know that one has when one's needs it.

O.g Mudbone Wikipedia

killed by a mountain, the sun, the joy and the light

... in the valley of fog, the wife and the duty ... once wrote a climber to summit book. I had to write up definitely no power anything, for behind Alex and Peter Radln the mountain was one of the larger sporting challenges in recent years.

Our modest accommodation

With us you are indeed in twenty minutes on each mountain. So what is obvious, as even to venture a trip in the direction of real mountains, especially when Alex extols the already so great? A little something at the potter wheel shape can never be wrong. A few weeks later I wake up already in the Army Sports Centre in Innsbruck, and make me hit the road as possible to accommodate many jelly rolls in me. So I will not run out of power on the mountain.

The first pass is done!

On the first day of the burners are on and the Jaufenpass the program. 140 km and 2300 vertical meters to an announcement that can be seen. We have - like all other days too - pretty lucky with the weather. Although many clouds hanging over Innsbruck, but we will never get wet. We continuously develop the first 40 km climb over the burner. Yes, 40 kilometers uphill. This is nuts pretty, though not particularly steep. Really exciting but it is short only after a transfer stage, when the Jaufenpass clearly establishes severe than the burner. Once at the top but that is quickly forgotten. The journey between the head-high Snowdrifts was just too impressive. In the evening I can despite six hours of driving time and 6500kcal find no rest. I am addicted to Pass-defeating.

Last day. The thighs are a bit dull beinand.

The next day we tour before the most beautiful: the Kühtai. At least 25km climb up to 16%. If that does not say, never mind, I'm under 16% can imagine nothing. Now I know: 16%, that's the extreme that you still like driving. Or me. Next to me is the chamois skin rows from the paddles. Unbelievable. Two of these climbs - both not too short - has the to offer mountain. The day before I'm sick in the thighs. Nevertheless, there's no descent, and compensate the brilliant backdrop for everything anyway. Better is the descent into the valley, the winds in narrow winding through picturesque villages. I freeze to death this half is beside the point.

Alex whines in the morning on heavy legs, and then when Radln each time to top form

planned for the Friday tour's Hantenjoch is terminated because of mudslides hazard unfortunately 300 vertical meters below the summit. Never mind, we always have enough mountain in the legs, and the return trip to the omnipresent Headwind is not exercise-free.

burner and saddleback. Everything you need to say it anyway.

At the end of the training week, which I round up on Sunday with a 20km run, have 18 hours, 399km, 5000 m and 19.300kcal in the training documentation. The Rupert's Mountain, which is waiting for me at the Ironman with a total over all rounds 1100hm child's birthday. Chain right and make it. Saturday next week, but I see first of all, which increased mountain fitness obtained in the plane.

Akiho Yoshizawa In Female Teacher Hunt

Popart

I was never really insane interested. But it's interesting, the style in Photoshop to fake. For a first attempt I am quite satisfied, although the eyes and mouth definitely need more work and experience.

Mount The Wedding Dance

Triathlon Obergrafendorf

Bledende beauty reduces the water resistance also

Saturday it was ready to compete for the first Olympic triathlon this season. And that, without being previously swum in open water meter. The arctic water temperatures of the last few weeks had any thought immediately directed towards swimming pool including a warm shower.

Maybe I should change my swimming training was also

also Ebersdorfer pools from the low temperatures are not spared, and so the icy coatings in particular. After the race is on, but that was no problem. It has never been so close, and I'm honestly glad it was not my first triathlon. As often and as hard as this time I was hergebirnt before. It seems likely to have worked the TLC, so I laid down on the swim but a very good time. At least for my circumstances.

Yeah, Klaus-M. in Action

In cycling have increased the volumes already had an impact. Unfortunately I the headwind in the last round still has a decent stroke made by the bill. In the overall placement, my bike training does not even pay that, but I'm still pleased. 33km / h average is ultimately become, and thus 1:12:53 hours. However, the bike over 41km long. On the 37.5 km bike course on the Stubenbergsee I still need 1:10 hours. There's so neat but somewhat further decreased compared to last year. was

for a kiss should always be time

The run course but a few Meters shorter than the promised 10 km, but still are not necessarily created for best times. Not only that the temperature has grown significantly during the contest, but also 800 per round on grass and gravel were after the hard Radsplit noticeable. Beautiful was also the moment has passed as in the last round a runner ahead of me on a street sign. If you yourself have already struggling with the stomach, one on the spurs, nor zuzulegen it a bit to gain a few meters distance.

departure

What I am with the competition? My swimming suits my circumstances absolute, and the Radln is under construction. Strikingly, however, are the slowly changing time zones. Gerald, I know the marathon in Forenz has saved me alone is 1:09 minutes in the changes (not to mention the swimming). 3:30 I have made a total time, Dany was after 2:58 by Gerald ever needed only 1:51. The undisputed King-changing zones is, however, Klaus, who really savored all the features of the transition area shaded in 5:14 minutes. As a consequence, I've now raised in any event the quick release training tapes on my race shoes. Let's see what that brings. And I'll probably peel a couple of times a trial basis from my Neo. The sandy soil was also not stop when you switch super - if you have feet like steak, then this is the Radln not necessarily pleasant. Super

other hand, was once again the team grain enhancement. Kathy, my parents and even Nico had gathered at the edge of the track, cheered and tidy. Is always fascinating how much a anschiebt that. This has particularly helped with the running. In the broken state in which I tipped the bike, otherwise no 44:02 minutes more would have been possible. So once again: thank you for's to be there and take pictures.

Klaus, Klaus-M., Dany, Nico, the sweetness and the Sweaty

After I now have four Weeks in a row by going've completed a race, is now for a couple of weeks of rest. This does not mean that it would now go loose then. Next week is all about the Radln. I will hit the road together with Alex a lot of mountain passes, and catapult it into my wheel-to incredible heights. I'm curious, how much will have such a focused week of training.

Can I Convert Bucket Seats

Millennium City Run

That was really a close call this time. On the last scraps of the course I have saved the goal. Kathy has made this time even more, than just to save something.

One time not cheering as the highest power there, and already has them a trophy in his hand!

We are at the start and finally does with me something like wide racing by the tension. The veteran is leaving at last to the peace of mind. How is one to run fast because if you just yawned still has? Kathy is otherwise prepared - she is nervous since the night before. But is close to the start line may be the same.

biting, have a meter already.

The start signal will sound, and the field takes off. Unfortunately, they do it without me, because after the first hundred meters, I have probably five to ten runners obsolete. A little something more I wanted to stand up there already. However, does assume, of course, nothing. As the first woman passes by me, the ego still creaks even briefly. "The only safe but run the 5km route," I reassure myself in thought. Now it is biting, then, and hope that my bike training has somehow kept my 10-km performance above.

mitkönnen If not the boys ...

As so often at short distances, I have not trained at all specific. In the last two weeks there were only ever two wheel units 25 and 20 kilometers. This is not now necessarily the stuff is made of the best times 10km. As just a funny green outfit in tot pushes past me, I decide that the training should be enough for the eccentric anyway. My lungs whistles, burning thighs, and my heart races. Classic running race so fast.

Somehow I run always wrong when it's exhausting

is now my mouth completely dried out, and I'm just rushed past at the only refreshment area. At 10km I mean really need to drink anything, but the rubber-like chunk of saliva in the mouth is not exactly pleasant. I spit. A slime thread catapults about eight inches straight out of my mouth, but only to be defeated by gravity. This means in this case he straight in the chest area of my Tri-Tops strikes. The rest of the race so I dispute with the giant Sabberfleck Revert.

final sprint!

Meanwhile, I am quite alone. Before me is a group of four people, and before that about twenty-five other relatively far apart. I choose to be the pick without suffering today and nothing is close to. Look, is also in running it more convenient if one of the brutal headwind is withdrawn from the front. When it again goes to the bridge, I detach myself from the group in time to catch yet in the bridge leaving the inside line. What am I but a shrewd tactician. Behind me, they jockey for the non-existent place.

A sit bisserl only ...

Unfortunately I am somewhat miscalculated, and must then be granted but two of the group down again fairly. In the final sprint I'm pretty empty, and yet it's done: 40:42 minutes, in class 7, 28th place overall 26 seconds and five places in the overall ranking made good on the previous year. Themselves in class. I'm pretty satisfied.

average 176bpm, 4:07 min / km (14.6 km / h), 800kcal

more than satisfied, that I am proud of my sweet little one. Which brings with 47:48 minutes to first place in her age group, and the 98th Place overall! Wow! And it has really been looking forward, as she stood at the podium. And her coach with her.

Thank you to my parents's cheer and take pictures!