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



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! 🐢

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!


Forced Rest Days Suck

imageSo I think the above meme describes my day today.

Yesterday marked my 15th day in a row training (my program has me swimming on rest days). I also thought it was a good idea to do a 11km trail run- the longest trail I’ve done in months with at least 5 of it being downhill. My glutes are killing to the point I can barely walk 😦

So due to not being able to move my legs and both my arms being sore from two vaccinations yesterday I decided to be a sloth.

I slept in, had some breakfast, had a nap, had a look on Insta and had another nap before Grant and i went on an adventure out to the Vineyards.

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I feel like I’ve been so lazy. Tomorrow is a bike/run brick and fitting a swim in between work and cross country. Fingers crossed by glutes are happy again tomorrow! 😀

The Turtle Triathlete in a Nutshell

Starting this blog is probably one of the scariest things I’ve done aside from my first Tri but I’ll give you a brief of who theturtletriathlete is…

  • Angela. 31. Lives in the Hunter Valley NSW, Australia.
  • The most genetically unathletic person you will ever meet.
  • Blonde. Very Blonde.
  • Mother of Oscar (the most beautiful pug in the world) image
  • Someone who was born with no navigational skills whatsoever
  • Diagnosed with Ulcerative Colitis &IBS in 2013

I have never liked sport. At all. I done my best to get out of PE at school and for sport i would choose the easiest option- most of the time it was ‘walk aerobics’ which involved walking probably 4-5km in a pair of Doc Martins. I refused to participate in sports and swimming carnivals too.

As an adult I have joined several gyms with the intentions of getting fit. My longest consistent attandance at the gym would have been around 6 months- I’m not sure why i fell off that wagon! I also tried running a few times, only to get 200m up the road with shin splints and have an asthma attack. Sometimes I would try again the next day but mostly I would decide that I just wasn’t a runner.

 My parter Grant had done Ironman Zell 70.3 and was training for Sunny Coast 70.3. I had also watched him do Maitland local club race and I was in awe at how fit and inspiring everyone was!

So around July/August 2013 i decided I was going to train to do Maitlands short club race.  I had purchased a second hand TT from eBay and started the C25K running program (this is available as an app on both android and apple). I was also swimming at the local YMCA- managing to do a whole 25m in freestyle was a breakthrough for me! On top of being completely unfit I was also just learning to cope with my recent diagnosis of Ulcerative Colitis in April that frequently likes to flare without reason.

Ulcerative Colitis is an Inflammatory Bowel Disease that is triggered by an immune response. At this stage there is no cure for IBD (crohns is also an IBD) but it can be managed with medications. I could tell you all my symptoms but it might be oversharing for the time being. If your feeling curious feel free to google it.

To look back now and say I was unfit then was an understatement as I still say I’m unfit!

Race day come around in September 2013 and I completed my first short course Tri at Maitland Park with Maitland Tri Club (250/11/2). I’m pretty sure I cried on the way to the finish line. I didn’t think I would ever have the fitness or mental strength to do something so epic. I’m sure my time was probably one of the slowest on record- but I finished something I set out to do.


So fast forward to now- I’m currently training for the BCU Coffs Tri which is an Olympic distance, UTA pace 22 and Challenge forster later in the year.

I read a quote on Instagram not long ago- “doubt kills more dreams than failure ever will”. I now have this as my phone screensaver- I am constantly doubting myself and need to remember if i train right and set my mind to it, I can achieve my dreams.

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Happy Running 🐢