Something different..

In all the craziness of studying nursing and recently with assignments and exams plus work, eating literally anything and everything and little training, I kind of missed being able to train.

I mean I could have fit it in, and I did do bits and pieces but if I had raced my goal race this year which was forster 70.3, I think I would have lost the plot. I would have been a zombie, literally working, training, studying and sleeping. Hence changing my goals.

As above, I’ve been super busy. I’ve made the decision that I won’t be doing Triathlon for the current season due to limited time to train for three sports- four if you count transition.

So instead of triathlon this season, i done something totally CRAZY- img_7190

Yup. I signed up for UTA50. That’s 50KM trail running through the amazing blue mountains of NSW with some crazy elevation.


I honestly have done no formal training since UTA22 this year. And I’ll still stand by my word that it was the hardest race I’ve ever done- I was almost physically spent- with the worst cramps in my legs I’ve ever experienced within metres of the finish.

Im hoping to get some base training in this year (somehow fit it in with placement). From December should see me with slightly more time to fit everything in.

Heres to another crazy journey and not pooping my pants along the way! 👌🏼

Happy Training




So it’s been a while since I’ve posted. In that time a lot has happened but not really.

I WON 3rd place in my age group at Maitland Tri Club for the season as well as MOST IMPROVED FEMALE!!! I was totally NOT expecting to have won most improved at all. Totally blown away!

My dream of Forster 70.3 is yet to be postponed again.

Reason being is I have been  accepted into study Enrolled Nursing which is three days a week and have changed my work to three days  with Sunday as my rest day. I can’t even begin to comprehend trying to fit all this in as well as 11 weeks of clinic over the next twelve months for my course AND training for a half.

At first I was just really overwhelmed with trying to make it work until someone said well there’s always next year. It never even occurred to me to just postpone.

My aim is to still do my local home club racing at Maitland and perhaps a couple at the other hunter clubs. Maybe a few trail runs.  Not committing to anything big will give me flexibility with my training- I know I can wing a club race if need be with minimal training. It wouldn’t be fast but I’d finish.

Next up is hopefully Dungog Dash and Dawdle, which as the name states is in the rural town of Dungog and is a trail/cross country 6/12/21km run. I’m thinking of doing the half but it will be slow- they have bling so it’s worth it!!


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I received my TriMafia kit in the mail earlier this week- it’s pink, purple and blue and totally badass! I can’t wait to race in it! Hopefully it makes me faster 🙊

💉💊 Some exciting news regarding my UC-at  my last specialist appointment around a fortnight ago, my Dr was really impressed with how well I have been and my test results. I will still have to have another scope at the end of the year to check my nasty polyps as I’m a high cancer risk because I was flaring so long. Here’s hoping he can take those bad boys out!!

Heres a snap of Oscar just because he is gorgeous!


I will endeavour to keep my blog updated 😉


UTA Pace22 Race Report

image.jpegThe last three days have felt like a drunken three week bender from my lack of sleep. So much happening in a short space of four days. My pace22 on Friday and Grants 100 the next day…
Thursday we left for Katoomba. It was nice at home, around 24 degrees. Arriving in Katoomba the temperature dropped to around 14 degrees with massive winds. It was freezing.
After checking out the three sisters and race check in for the Ultra Trail Pace 22, we headed to our apartment and I cooked my pre race meal- steak and Dianne sauce. It went down a treat.
Packing my race vest, I packed everything I could, should or would need. I haven’t ran a half since November last year and my run training has been minimal with maybe four runs in the Watagans this year meaning my prep for the UTA pace22 wasn’t good.
Sunday morning we drove to race briefing where I met Libby and Kathleen then jumping on buses to be taken to the Queen Victoria Hospital start. This is also CP5 for the hundred.
It was cool in the morning but not too bad. The start came quicker than anticipated but I wasn’t nervous- the worst that could happen is that I walk, and I had 7 hours to do that.
Before we knew it the race was on. Kathleen, Libby and I all started together at an easy pace. Before we knew it we were walking up inclines that I wasn’t even aware of around the start. Kedumba was up next and it was a never ending fire trail road going down. Libby and I discussed if we would hate the downhill more than uphill as it just punishes your knees and quads. We decided at this point the downhill would be the worst. Reaching Jamison Valley we were pretty excited to have reached the valley floor although this meant that we had only one way to go and that was up. We had some happy snaps just after the river crossing and were feeling fresh after 8km or so down in just over an hour. We were flying. By this stage Kathleen was in front of us as she has this amazing ability to fly down hills (I’m too scared I’ll fall flat on my face, as I have demonstrated several times at cross country)
Looking up leaving the dry river was not what I expected. I has heard how bad this was going to be but I don’t think I ever visualised it. This was a never ending hill- and it hurt to just walk it.
Every few hundred meters people were stopped on the side of the track sitting down or hunched over. Some I weren’t sure if they would even make it.
I was huffing and puffing with my hands on my hips. Libby looked fresh as and I’m pretty sure she was just waiting for me. Somehow we made it to the emergency checkpoint and shoved in chips and lollies before heading to Leura forest via the old sewerage treatment works timing point followed by a muddy delicious swamp we had to go thru. Leura forest was cool compared to the fire trails and was mostly single track, undulating and quiet dark. I had to check a few times to see if I had my glasses on (they change to clear in low light anyhow but had to check). There was a fair few stairs and water crossings mixed up with some mud and a lot of stepping stones. We were able to jog along most of this section. It was a bit of a cat and mouse with Kaylene as she is faster on the downhills than I am but I seem to catch her with the inclines. After somewhat leaving Leura forest started some long stairs, even though I hadn’t seen a sign for Furber stairs I figured these must be it. Some stairs were short and some long paired with some parts you could get a little jog up. A couple of sections of this and some actual stairs with handrails I thought we must be nearly at the finish. Soon enough we hit a checkpoint with some crew to be told that Furber starts now. Fuck. I had been getting some cramps for the last few km but was able to keep running but hoped my calves would keep up for this next challenge. Every set of stairs I hammered up them followed closely by Libby. Kathleen was a little behind as we passed her just before Furber.
My heart rate must have been skyrocketing as I was on the verge of vomiting so I had a few breaks on the stairs. My legs were cramping pretty bad too but with help from Lib I kept going. I think it was the second last lot of stairs my calves cramped so bad I couldn’t move so I tried to stretch for a few seconds before going up to just before the finish line. My calves had me stopped in my tracks and I couldn’t move. Libby grabbed my hand and we (somehow) ran to the finish. Maybe it was a fast hobble, I’m not sure.
So many people in the finish Shute were yelling out and cheering us- it felt like everyone was- I have no idea who everyone was, but Thankyou!
We crossed the line and got our medals and visors. Then I was stuck and couldn’t move. I had to do a very very slow penguin walk to the fence and was given a firm talking to by a crew member to have water and magnesium when I’m home. My legs uncramped and I was able to go get some churros and coke.

Originally my race goal was under 4 hours but after my last training run from Heaton to Mt Faulk I knew I was in trouble and quickly changed that goal to 5 hours of under. This would be my longest race of any sort. Even though it was 22km; the elevation was down thing I have never an before. Libby and I come in at 4:05:28 so I’m really stoked with the result.
A big Thankyou for Grant for being my Sherpa and helping me before and after the race, to Libby for holding back and running with me (I know you could have done it faster), Kathleen for also running with me- you’re a bloody champ!, Anastasia for house sitting and looking after furbaby Oscar while we are away racing and anyone from the Newcastle region of runners that gave encouragement, hi5s and advice along the way.
Looking back now I know that my nutrition leading up to the race as well as under training were to blame for my leg cramps, but I guess it all comes down to experience and learning what did and didn’t work. Up for the 50 next year Libby?


The end of the world

So my posts have been non existent and so has my training for the last few weeks. With UTA pace 22 in 11 days, I think I’m going to suffer!


Having no Garmin pretty much for the last 6 weeks has probably played a small part in why I haven’t trained plus me being lazy and tired.

I’ve managed a road run here and there and two long trail runs in the last month.

Yesterday was my worst trail run to date, I was up a lot Saturday night with nausea and vomiting so it probably wasn’t the best idea to back that up with a run yesterday anyhow. I felt tired, slow, a bit sick and if I had laid down I probably would have passed out. At times it was hard to even walk up some of the inclines- it was impossible for me to run it. Despite what I thought was a near death experience, I managed to do just over 18.5km.


This is me around the 4.5km mark, just before I bonked.

Heres hoping I can find some motivation in the next 11 days to maintain some sort of fitness to be able to get me thru what is the apparent hell of the UTA pace 22.


Watch this space!


NSW Tri Club Champs


image.jpegYesterday was the annual NSW Tri Club Championships. We had 20 of our Club register. Not as many as last year but still a good turnout!

Club champs has a late start with the first swim wave starting at 12.30pm. My wave was unfortunately at 1:25pm. The swim was terrible for me yesterday- I felt slow and fighting the water the entire time. I was so glad to get out of the water.. Then has to run 400m thru sand and transition to get to my bike.

I was so glad to be on my bike as I usually enjoy the ride… I totally forgot how hilly this course is. If your not going up or down, you are turning sharp corners. You have one flat straight of maybe 200m on the course. It was long, slow and painful.

The run was in the hottest part of the day. I have no idea how warm it actually was. The forecast was 28 but I’m fairly sure it would have been maybe 33 or more. I ended up walking more than I wanted to but still managed to finish with a 2 minute PB on last year.

I still managed to see some of the MTC crew on course even though most of them were finishing when I was on the bike!


Next up is MTC handicap race and last race of the Tri season on 17th April followed by UTA 13th May! 🐢

What next?

So since my race on Sunday… What do I do now? I have no training plan and i can’t and don’t want to stop training, or maintaining my fitness level. I feel lost.  I’ve still been following my training schedule for my Olympic loosely but I can’t do that forever..

I have Scody NSW club champs in three weeks then UTA Pace 22 on May 13 but it’s not exciting me that much. I want to swim, bike AND run- not just run.

Another thing- even before I finished my Olympic on Sunday I had already started to think of things I would do differently next time- what the hell is wrong with me! 😂

How is an average age grouper supposed to fit training in for a 70.3? Seriously! We try to meal prep and it was still a juggle to fit life in with me training for my Oly and Grant for UTA100!

Anyhow, I’m off to ponder all these things and figure out what training I should and want to do 🙊

Any advice would be fantastical ☺️


Coffs BCU Triathlon!


My Coffs BCU Olympic Triathlon race report- it’s long and probably boring so apologies in advance!

The few days before my race seem to be a blur- I was so busy with work, trying to pack my race gear and prepare myself that I didn’t get to blog 😦

Saturday morning I worked then ran around like a mad man finishing off my packing. My sister, Anastasia came over to housesit and look after Oscar which was nice. We headed to Coffs around lunchtime or so. Roadworks made the trip a lot slower than it should have.

I’m not sure what time we arrived exactly but I was glad to finally be there- Grant drove as apparently my driving makes him ‘car sick’. We stayed at a little motel in Coffs. It was ok for the night.

While discussing dinner options, I received a heads up from my Tri buddy Paul about a sharp hill just out of transition- I was told the course was flat! Oh crap! So off we went to check out this course! Race Transition was well marked and the beach looked fantastic. We bumped into gun triathletes Holly and Raea also checking out the course.


Attempting to drive the bike course was fairly frustrating as the course map had maybe three actual streets named and the course description was confusing too. We managed to figure it out after a few choice words although apart from turn left from transition I had no idea on the run course.

After eating a lot more than I should have for dinner- Ribs and Steak! (story of my life), we went back to the motel- I got some of my race prep done and went to bed. I had a pretty good sleep and even though I had the little hills in the back of my head I knew I had trained for this.

Race day morning! My alarm went off at 5am, so I snoozed til 5:09am. We were at transition by 5.40am. I collected my race kit from the tent and proceeded to attach my stickers then rack my bike. Whilst setting up I overheard them saying the water temp was 25 and a non wetsuit swim. Are you fucking kidding were my first thoughts. I hadn’t done much training in a wetsuit but I was hoping it would buy me some speed! Oh god. This was terrible. I’m going to drown.

Fast forward to race start after the enticer start and a few potty stops…

Big grey clouds had started to come over and it was lightly sprinkling. I jumped in the water to see how cold it was (wasn’t too bad), then the males were off. Three minutes later it was my turn. Stomping over the waves, it took forever to be in deep enough to be able to swim as well as get a place in the water filled with bodies- I’m too polite to swim over the top of someone.

The swim seemed to go forever. I’m not a good swimmer but I’m especially buoyant in salt water, thankgod! I swallowed three mouthfuls of water due to swell or waves when I was breathing and gagged everytime. Exiting the water was a fun event, getting dumped by waves. Grant even  heard me from the jetty screaming out ‘Oh for fuck sake’ while trying to get out of the waves LOL. My goal time was 35 for the swim- including the run from the beach to transition was around 33 so I was happy! (Don’t judge me)

The bike I was so happy to be on- I rode up the first little hill and walked my bike up the second very steep one- it was only 50m but I know my legs and I think I would have went so slow I would have fallen off so it was both safer and quicker this way. Heading out of the town central was undulating but I kept my pace ok- I had some idiot obviously in a team who kept overtaking me, blocking on the right then riding like miss daisy. I was so mad, so made an effort to overtake him and stay well over 30km/h. He didn’t overtake me again. The weather had fined up slightly and the ground was still wet. Some poor chap had come off at the first round about and was covered in a space blanket and not looking too good. For this reason I took it easy on all corners- we know my track record of falling off my bike! I overtook a fair amount of people and tried to maintain a consistent pace. The second loop I walked my bike up the hill again- I think my second loop may have been 1-2km/h slower but I done the best I could in the conditions. I’m a lot faster than I was a year ago and I need to remember that.

My transition from bike to run felt slow but it was under my goal of 2 mins. Off I went on the run- I had no idea where it went, just left out of transition. I felt like I had been running for ages but it hadnt even been 2km- then I saw the break wall and we had to run alllllll the way to the end, and back to transition and back out again. Jesus Christ. By this stage the sun was out and there was no shade. I walked the aid stations. I can’t say I was buggered- just hot and not dealing with two laps of what seemed so far! I kept in mind my TriMafia mantra of Never Stop. Ever. and SwimBikeMoms keep moving forward. Once I was on my way back in from my second lap I felt mentally a lot better- I was nearly done. I think physically I need to work on nutrition- I just couldn’t seem to go faster than 6:25ish at that point. (I WILL say in training that my long runs were slower trail runs not road, so I let myself down in training anyhow)

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On my way to the jetty before finishing 

My last part of the run was along the Jetty, I looked at my watch and knew I would make it under my first goal time of 3:15. Even knowing this, my legs wouldn’t go faster. I crossed the finish line and was so happy with my time, and to be able to stop running.


For two years I have wanted to do any Olympic and that goal seemed so far away and unachievable- this time I knew I had done the training and it was totally doable.

A big Congrats to Holly who was first female finisher who absolutely smashed it despite coming off her bike. Also Raea and Pete who placed in their age categories. You are all amazing!

I managed to not get burnt while racing this year (if you remember my sunburn from the Sparke last year!) but ended up getting roasted at the role down ceremony!! My scalp is even burnt!

I will say that I missed having my hunter Tri club triathletes out on course to hi5 and yell words of encouragement to.

Sorry this years report isn’t as funny as last year- everything that could have, did go wrong last year. Even though I wasn’t prepared for the course or a non wetsuit swim, my race went to plan. Yes I’m slow (hence I’m the turtle triathlete) but I’m making progress 💪🏼

never stop. Ever!