Words With Wilson

[...] Greetings friends, Or as we say in France... Greetings friends (my French isn’t that great). I’m in familiar surrounds in Aix-Les-Bains, my home for  the [...]

[...] Greetings friends, and in a refreshing change of pace from recent years, it’s February, and I have a race [...]

[...] Greetings friends, Another jaunt to the land of the rising sun, another near 2 hours of full throttle aerobic [...]

[...] Greetings friends, Righto, it’s Sunday afternoon, and I’m at Brisbane Airport, about to get on a plane which [...]

[...] Counseling Psychologist. A staple in the reference list of my uni assignments. Magazine: Australian Triathlete. Jeez, that bloke who writes the back page article is a genius... Who’s with me? Video [...]

[...] to the blog, I have started hosting a column in the bastion of triathlon literature, Australian Triathlete. Fans of the rambling narrative idiosyncratic to this blog, should find the dialogue to [...]

[...] next year, can it? Take care friends, Willy. A few words with the great Stef Hanson from Australian Triathlete http://www.oztri.com.au/AT_TV/Noosa_Triathlon_Runner_Ups__Dan_Wilson_and_Ashleigh_Gentle. [...]

[...] down in Elwood, Victoria, check back for reflective narrative post race, or grab a copy of Australian Triathlete for nostalgic anecdotes penned by yours truly. Take care friends, Willy. Grabbing a win [...]

[...] , I’m approaching the race with a healthy amount of ignorance, hopefully offset with equal amounts of enthusiasm. Time will tell which holds stronger after 6-7 hours of racing... On a [...]

[...] everyone else is doing’ attitude meant I was doing laps around Grafton and urinating in equal amounts for a good 40 minutes prior to race start. Whilst adding even more kms to an already [...]

[...] racing like this  in 2014. The flight over featured 24hrs of talking smack and tactics in equal amounts, with myself and Fish engaging in our usual pre-race ritual of painting eloquent pictures of [...]

[...] my sisters wedding, and had a whale of a time, with enthusiasm and incompetence shown in equal amounts by yours truly on the dance floor, to the horrified delight of the crowd. Fizz and Linc, [...]

[...] line with significant purpose. This weekend was my inceptive race of the ITU season, the Australian Champs in Elwood. Despite every local we bumped into grabbing us by the arm and pontificating with [...]

[...] . Things step up a notch this weekend, with the first ‘real’ race of the season, the Australian Champs down in Elwood, Victoria, check back for reflective narrative post race, or grab a [...]

[...] on camp, we sensed foul play when our bikes went missing, but some amateur sleuthing by Mitch Kealey soon discovered our truant bikes secluded in our neighboring athletes abode. Casually [...]

[...] to make the time limit by the end of the stage, losing both my respect, and my bet to Mitch Kealey. Biggest Loss of Power (Legs): “Yeah, I think I’m back, watch this!”. Declaring to have [...]

[...] anyone curious about Aix, here’s a description penned from yesteryear, enjoy... Aix Les Bains A long time European base in France, the infamous ‘Les Platanes’ was the home away [...]

[...] is bound, in a roundabout way, to London. Via 10 days in my second home (or masion) in Aix Les Bains, France. I’m doing a stats subject at uni, so in that spirit, let’s crunch some [...]

[...] from Kitzbuhel, where I’m 6 days away from 60 minutes (ish) of hell. The much hyped Kitzbuhel WTS is my much anticipated first European race of the season, where the topography will [...]

[...] of racing. Next on the agenda is the twisted monolith of this years ITU calendar, the Kitzbuhel WTS. With the bike and run course going straight up the side of a mountain, the course [...]

[...] to the pre-race smack talk in Ishigaki, this time such high-brow confabulation amongst the Aussie team revolved around our choice of last meal, should we ever find ourselves on death row, found [...]

[...] that hopefully continues in to the future. In the meantime, I’ve got just over a week until the Hamburg WTS, so a little more tweaking to the training until a couple of hundred thousand passionate [...]

Evening friends, Nigh on two weeks late, I thought it pertinent to give a cursory account of the now somewhat archaic Oceania Champs down in Devonpor [...]