Scottish Standard Champs – 1st

I do love Knockburn! The fact it is around 45mins from my house, stunning scenery surrounds the facilty, and I don’t think you could find a flat, easy course in the area if you tried (even the swim on Sunday was hilly given the conditions!) so it’s always a fun challenge!

On Sunday, Knockburn hosted the Scottish Standard distance championships (the distance that you see them race in the Olympics). I won the title last year at Lochore Meadows, and also won the sprint distance (the distance you will see in next year’s Commonwealth Games)  a couple of months ago, one week after winning Outlaw Holkham Half Iron Elite women’s race (yes it has been a busy summer!). I hope this makes sense to any non-triathletes out there!

The field wasn’t as stacked as last year, but there were still nearly 200 entrants, so I wasn’t getting too excited. Also the fact that the previous week I had been on a surprise getaway with my Mum and sister to Spain (more on that in my next post!), where lots of champagne, sangria and Mahou was consumed, and in the days leading up to the race I had been hit with a terrible cold, meant that I didn’t have my usual mojo going into it.


(drinking Mahou at 8am a week before race day is not conducive to good performance)

When I woke up race morning and it was pouring rain and the trees were shaking, I was actually dreading it! Again, it was awesome being a home race as I woke up IN MY BED and got to pack up THAT morning (although I was probably cutting it fine when I was cleaning my bike and chain at 7am…!) I did a wee 10min warmup on the turbo in the garage, as I don’t usually get a chance to ride at the race location because of racking bikes etc. That woke me up a bit, so had some breakfast (my usual overnight oats, peanut butter, chia seeds and banana) and coffee and headed off with Kyle as my taxi/PA.

I wasn’t sure we’d get parked at the venue as it can get pretty busy so I was thinking of options in my head. But I was pleasantly surprised when we got an amazing space with no stress – major kudos to the race organisers for that one! About 30 seconds from registration, I was straight to the front with no issues, returned my trophy from last year (which I wasn’t allowed to keep – apparently people keep losing them…boooooo!). I then sorted out my transition area (I’m so glad it was numbered so we each got an allocated place…first come first serve transitions are AWFUL!), did a wee jog with the fiancé, had a couple belvitas biscuits, then realised it was 9.50 and I should probably get my wetsuit on.

I didn’t have a tri belt!! Oops! I left mine at Holkham (oops again) and have been tattooed at my last few races that I totally forgot! I found some safety pins, got the PA to secure my number to my back, then back on with the wetsuit, and off the the loch I went!

We got a couple minutes to “warm up” but when the water is alledgedly 13C (we’re all sure it was colder!) it’s pretty difficult to get warm! I couldn’t get my face in for a while and just tried to relax.

Being called to the start “line”, we had to wait quite a while for all the people to get in (it was a mass start at 10am), it got me used to the cold water…a little.


(I should be somewhere near the front here…)

The gun went off and I tried to sprint for a good minute to get some clear water. I swallowed soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much water from all the splashing (men – you splash a LOT!). Around the island, I found someone’s feet but after 200m or so, they were too fast for me, so I had some clear water for most of the 1st lap.


(the masses going around the island)

By the 2nd lap, I had actually warmed up and felt SO MUCH better, and even overtook a couple people and got back on someone’s feet! The 1st half of each lap was really fun because it was into a headwind, so there were actually waves in the normally –calm water. I really liked trying to manoeuvre my way through the chop! On the way back to finish the lap, there was a tailwind and you felt like Phelps! And I use the word “felt” pretty loosely considering the 1500m took me 20minutes (fastest swim by 1 minute)… A wee leg kick appeared with 100m to go, purely to try and get some blood flow to my legs before the cycle.


(don’t zoom – it’s not pretty – BUT if you did you’d see I literally have blue lips!!!)

Coach Broon(!!!) was there to help us blue-lipped triathletes (literally) out the water and I coukdnt feel ANYTHING to get my wetsuit off. Was very surprised my transition was just over 40 seconds as I couldn’t even feel the zip to pull down. Once down though, it flew off with ease (thanks Zoot!) and on with the POC aero helmet (which was like a HUGE warm hug as it went on!) and could barely get on the bike as I couldn’t feel my toes and where to put them! Note: I do normally love an exaggeration however I suffer from really bad circulation issues, particularly since the accident (hence why I’m either freeeeeezing or sweating like cray-cray). It really sucks (I always carry spare clothes in case either of those issues happen). Anyhoo, back to the bike.

Getting my feet in my shoes took ages and 2 guys overtook me (grrrr). I used it as a positive, however, and didn’t want to lose them! There were marshals on every turn (HUGE shout out to the Sahraies and Duncan for the encouragement while standing looking SO COLD!) and the course was awesome. Some light undulations, tight turns and a pretty steep incline in the middle of every lap. In the 1st lap, it was pouring rain, so I took off the glasses attached to my helmet (MUCH easier than I thought) and all I could think of was “but I’m not wearing mascara for the photos” *must change mindset.

Ok lap 2! OATEY was number 1 cheerleader of the day (sorry Kyle!) – he lives literally on the course, and said he’d support (albeit with no time to make a banner…)  and was cycling the course waiting for me! He did a lap in reverse, caught me and then the next lap waited for me and got in trouble for drafting! I told him I hated where he lived (we were on the steep hill at this point) and he laughed at me, shouted some words of encouragement, and off I pedalled away from him! Major kudos for heading out on the bike in those conditions!


(I ❤ my bike!)

Lap 3 was uneventful…there were more cars on the road and all the athletes were now on the course so there was a lot of slowing down and manoeuvring, but that’s what you get at an open road race – just make it an obstacle course!

I slowed down to turn into Knockburn one hill too early (!!). There were lots of people gathered at a corner, so I assumed that was the turn off, but they were just cheering, so stupid me had to get speed up the next hill and got overtaken into transition! Got my shoes on with ease (surprising since I still lost feeling in my toes) and aimed to overtake a couple of guys I saw in front.

Cycle time was 1.10 which was just over 22mph for the 26mile course (fastest girl by 4mins).

The 1st lap on the run was fun. It was never going to be a fast time given it was pretty much cross country apart from 400m-ish of road per 5km (the rest is grass, trail and woodland narrow path) and had 2 hills in it, but I just wanted to push the effort on the 1st lap. I was overtaken by Alan Semple about 1km into the run (thanks for the encouragement later on!) and I got to see Kyle multiple times! Also, at each turnaround the marshals were in fancy dress which DEFINITELY brought a smile to my face! I tried to crack a couple jokes so sorry if they were cringey!


(up the hill I go)

About to go onto the 1st lap, I got encouragement from Michelle and Coach Broon which gave me a burst of energy, I then saw Kyle and asked how my lead was. Apparently it was nearly 10 minutes. I didn’t want to push the run too much given I had been ill and would rather finish slower than not at all, so I thought I’d do my last effort up the 1st hill and then jog it in after that (I asked Kyle permission to jog with about a mile to go, just in case!). I got pretty sniffly and mucussy (we’ll make that a word) up the 2nd hill and so I did walk a bit, but then manned up and jogged to the finish for a 41 minute split, which was still the fastest of the day! Andy Redman mentioned at the end they changed the course last year but it came up about 300m short, so they added that 300m in this year to make it a perfect 10k.


(This is a real and not photo shopped actual smile!)

Happy to come top 10 overall, and win by 9ish minutes 🙂

And how do you end a race when Coach Broon is there? Jelly babies of course! Then straight into the shower, where I chatted with Kirsty (2nd place superstar!) for ages, then realised all my faffing meant the burger queue had started growing (don’t worry I waited – I don’t turn down free burgers)!

I was really happy with the organisation of transition too…we didn’t have to wait to collect our stuff. They had a really good system, so I collected my bike with ease, packed up the car (ok ok my PA did it) and then chilled in the sun froze in the wind and rain until presentations. Unfortunately, this did take a while but we had to wait for every age category winner to finish, so understandable.


I collected my prizes and got interviewed (sorry for speaking rubbish as always!) and we headed on a celebratory café trip to the Potarch for some cake and hot chocolate!


The rest of the day was spent watching Pirates of the Caribbean by the fire and sorting out more wedding stuff….2 weeks on Saturday!!



(I do like being asked how I balance a career with the sport! I’ve been asked that a few times so I might write a post on it?)

Interviews and race video can be found here and here  🙂


Another Perfect Weekend!

So although I did a lot this weekend, I was not really photo-happy, so this is going to be a boring almost pictureless post ok? But I have a lot to say to keep reading please!


What a productive day Friday was! I had a KILLER 5km set in the pool before work, which included (150/100/50)xTEN @ 400m race pace and hardly any rest! This was followed by a morning of lots of work and meetings, then without even thinking it was 12pm and I had to get ready for the Metro Proms 3k race at the beach!

Keith did it too so we went in his car and, although I was sooooo tired from the morning swim session, I thought it would be a good low key race to just see how fast I can run after being injured for 7ish weeks and no one will notice. After stupid Friday lunchtime traffic, we got there with about 3 minutes to spare, I picked up my bib, did about 100m with Marie and my non-warmed up legs headed to the start line. Little did I know super speedster runners like Jenny Bannerman and Fiona Rudkin (or do I call you Brian now that you just got MARRIED?! YAY!) were going to be there!! I ended up coming 4th in 11.28, which I’ll take. Tired legs + little sleep + no warm up + lack of running in 2 months (can you tell I’m making up lots of excuses and being a massive drama queen?!) = hopefully lots to improve on for next time! My pace was slower than the 10k race I did in Paisley the day before my injury appeared – oops!

After work, I met the super speedy runners Marie Baxter and Tammy Wilson in Pizza Express for a catch up! Marie’s last race was the Culloden 10k where she nearly beat her OWN course record in wind that nearly blew her tiny self away, and Tammy just ROCKED the New York Marathon in 3.10 in hurricane style winds!!! #myheroes! Anyway, I only had a drink as I had a work dinner, but it was great to hear all their stories and we NEED to meet up again for longer next time! I hope you’re reading girls!

Then it was on to Granite Park (I was being taken out by one of our shipbrokers as a thanks for the work we do with them!) for scallops, fillet steak, apple crumble cheesecake and copious amounts of wine I can’t even pronounce! It was lots of fun, but I didn’t stay out with them for drinks afterwards as I was meeting some more friends for drinks and a dance later (I may sound popular but this NEVER happens!)!


After a few hours sleep, I woke up really early and couldn’t get back to sleep (stupid body clock getting used to 5am starts). I decided to get up at about 8am and saw this on my hand:


(“Nox Friday” – I couldn’t turn down the free entry)

It reminded me I am a freak and need to learn to sleep in if I’ve been up late dancing! Anyway, what does any normal person do the morning after a heavy day’s training, a demanding day at work and a night out? Blast out 15 miles, throwing in a parkrun @ Hazlehead in the process, of course! My legs were tired but I was happy to get in 3 miles @ faster than mara pace in the park run as part of the long run! A couple hours later I was home and Kyle was still in bed with a sore head – light weight!

I’d like to mention how AMAZING everyone was at Hazlehead that morning! It was a gorgeous morning and I was so happy when an equally gorgeous runner came up to me at the end and mentioned the blog, as well as the runner who shouted “love your blog!” at me while I was running, so I am ECSTATIC people actually enjoy my random ramblings!! Thanks for the support everyone!

The rest of the day included a walk around Newton Dee (one of the campuses of the charity I was working with last week), lunch at the Cults Cafe (have pizza there when you get a chance!!), and trip to Run4It to see if we could spend some of the vouchers we have collected from different races (I think we’re going to buy headtorches!).

After that, Kyle decided he could finally manage a work out (again, light weight!) so I agreed to go aquajogging with him! Apart from the day after doing both the 5k and 10k at Balmoral earlier in the year, when I ended up falling down stairs and in A&E, and Kyle dragging me and my crutches to the pool a couple days later to aquajog so I could stay fit and manage to race the Edinburgh marathon, I hadn’t really aquajogged before. Boy, was it hard! We did 2 lengths fast, 1/2 length easy for half an hour and I felt like I’d done a proper sesh (each length took us about 3mins so pretend it was half mile repeats with 2mins recov!), then I swam 1km easy and we hit the sauna!


Sunday was so much fun! Kyle and I took Stuart (who just BEASTED the Glen Clova half marathon the previous day!) to Scolty to meet Callum (another ridiculously fast runner!) for what I was told would be an easy run followed by cake at Raemoir Garden Centre. If you ever want to get me on a run, bribe me with cake.

We were a little late in meeting Callum because there was a Remembrance Sunday parade on in Banchory:


(bagpipers taking over the high street – it was lovely to watch!)

Anyway, back to the run. This was not the case. Scolty is a stunning hill. Please note, a HILL. The 1st couple miles were sub 7 min pace. Maybe if I was back to my running fit self (yes, I realise I train a lot but I haven’t properly ran in a good while!) I could have kept up, but my post-15-miler-legs and having been injured for what seemed like FOREVER (exaggerating drama queen alert again) decided to let them go ahead while I watched from afar! When we got to the top, we wanted a pic but noone brought their phones, so Stu flirted with a dogwalker to take a pic of us, saying he’d add her on Facebook to get it….smooth Macdougall…smooth. So, in that case, pic to follow!

12 miles and 90 mins later I was glad to be finished, and we piled our drenched muddy feet into Kyle’s car. Despite me being the organised one, packing a change of clothes and footwear, the lads didn’t and they were too soaked to get cake. Next time, I will be packing spares for everyone!

Instead, we had afternoon tea in Dobbies after a long shower (I was freeeeezing), and we bumped into Keith and Mum, so followed them back to their house to wash Kyle’s car (it smelled like running and hills), and eat more of their food.

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All in all, the weekend was awesome and I’m so glad I can run again!

Questions for you:

Prettiest place you’ve been running?

Highlight of your weekend?