Last year I completed a half ironperson triathlon (70.3 miles).
I started this blog to cope with the burning desire to share the knowledge that malt loaf falling out of your snack bag mid bike ride sounds like a bit of your bike falling off, and that if this happens to you there’s no need to panic. Unless it’s your last piece of malt loaf…
I also stepped onto the big red dot at TEDxWhitehallWomen to share that story in November 2017.
I continue to write about triathlon, and the whole dang wellbeing shabang in general. That sometimes includes work because, well, that’s a part of the party.
Other useful things to know: I’m a closet northerner living in commutersville just north of the M25. For cultural references file me under ‘born in the mid-80s’.
Follow me on twitter @marathonshine and on insta @claireead