Hayden has ramped up his triathlon training after deciding to have another crack at the New Zealand Ironman in March next year.
Quite often I find ways to come along and keep him company when he's training (for example, when we cycle on a 2km loop and I "race" him by trying not to let him lap me more than once every round), but yesterday I overstepped the mark entirely by entering a mini triathlon of my own while Hayden stood on the sidelines with the camera.
We swam the tranquil but lilly-infested Aplin’s Weir
cycled off into suburbia
and finished with a short run under the trees.
I came away tired, but with a renewed appreciation for the riverside parks in the middle of Townsville, plus a brand new appreciation of how difficult it is to swim in a straight line without lane ropes beside you.