Since arriving here, I have discovered Nutella. This on Puffaszlott Buza (rice crackers) is brilliant. In the race hotel heading down to the continental breakfast is always fun. The rooms are packed with cliques of different languages and nationalities. You have the Japanese table, the German table, the aussie table and on n’on.
Stage 3 (Thursday)
Stage 3 belonged to some bad Yogurt or something I may have had at breakfast. Arriving at the pool in the morning it began. My body did not like whatever was in my stomach. I struggled through 2km of swimming, walked home and sat in the fetal position in bed. Later in the afternoon I did start feeling better and managed to get a pleasant run in the afternoon with the boys.
Stage 4 (Friday)
After a swim in the morning. I teamed up with Team Ireland aka Kerry and got a taste of what is to come on Sunday. We rode out to the lake and rode the bike course. The first 8km or so resemble something you would see in the Paris- Roubaix. Bumpy bumpy bumpy. After this things smooth out but get much more technical. 11 corners per lap including chicanes, roundabouts, a 180 and many 90degree corners. The run is quite similar. 4 laps with many corners through town.
Till next time,
I hope all is well n’ciao for now,