James Attard TT blog: The Last Of Europe
Hi everyone,
Right now I should be in the centre of Paris eating croissants, pain au chocolat and enjoying my last day in Paris. Instead I’m stuck in my hotel fuming at a faulty train line keeping me from Paris! It’s probably a good excuse to get a long overdue report out anyway, and I’m hoping I’ll be able to get into town this afternoon before my flight back home.
The last four weeks have been pretty hectic really, starting with my first race in France for the year with race 2 of the Grand Prix series up in the north of the country near the Belgium border and the famous cobbles of the Paris-Roubaix classic- fortunately we didn’t have to tackle any of these!
I’d been happy with how my training had progressed since the last race in Ireland and was finally starting to feel comfortable again in sessions. Come race day though I found myself struggling at the 3km point of the first 5km run, and lost touch with the lead group. A quick transition though and a strong start to the bike and my group of 4 was back with the lead bunch. However, the last run saw me trailing off the back of the group again and I could only manage 17th. Our team didn’t fair much better either, with no outstanding results and only 6th for the day.
Returning to Gernika following the race, my wife Emily was arriving from Australia, and after 30+hrs of travel she had to wait a further 3hrs in Bilbao airport for me to arrive from Paris-sorry! It didn’t take Emily long to slip into the Basque life, morning and afternoon coffees in the centre of town with the locals, midday siesta’s, beautifully long days- the sun is still out after 9pm!
The next race on the agenda was the 17th edition of the Bilbao duathlon, this is a race I’ve really enjoyed in the past, and being the last duathlon on the Basque calendar, and quite possibly my last in the Basque country full stop, I was really looking forward to bettering my 4th place from last year. Straight from the gun I knew my legs were better than the week before in Paris, and by the halfway point (as we ran past the famous Guggenheim museum) there was only myself and Frenchman Laurent Galinier in the lead. Unfortunately my good legs didn’t transfer to the bike and even though it’s only a short 20km bike, it’s bloody tough, basically climbing for 10km before the downhill run back to transition. Galinier, hailing from the Pyrenees, was in his element and made light work of me up the climb.
From here I had to try to relax and compose myself before the chasing bunch of 4 Spaniards caught up. We worked really well together but were unable to bridge the gap back to Galinier. About 3km from transition there was one short climb to contend before the last downhill stretch to transition, and even though I knew it was coming I couldn’t respond to the attack halfway up the hill. From here I just had to put my head down, put the gas on and not let them extend the gap too much. I left transition for the last 2.5km run in 4th place, but with Emily and friends from Gernika cheering loudly from the sidelines I managed to cross the line in second. Although the win would have been nice, I’d done the best I could on the day and was happy to be on the podium.
The last race of the European trip came after two weeks of holidays in Portugal, and only about 3-4kg heavier! The race was a team time trial, and my French team was unable to field our best team on the day, so I managed to get through it ok. After a 5km run/30km bike/ 5km run we finished up 7th, 19 sec down on 4th place.
Well I’m hoping the trains are back up and running now, I’ve got some pastries to eat and some sunshine to soak up before getting home to a Ballarat winter!!!!
I've attached (or at least attempted to!) a photo from the Bilbao Duathlon, not a great shot but you can make out part of the Guggenheim museum in the background.
Ciao for now,
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Hi guys,
Firstly I must apologise for my laziness in updating my blog.
Geelong taught me a few great lessons about racing against the elites, and sent me walking away with my tail between my legs.
Another transition that I made this year was from a part time athlete/full time student, to full time athlete/graduate (BSc).
My next race was an Asian cup race in Subic Bay, Philippines on May 1.


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At about 130km into the bike, I found some rhythm and managed to maintain the distance behind my competitors, rather than allowing them to put more time into the gap. I felt much stronger, and now I was the one who was passing people! I came off the bike feeling good, and without too much fatigue, surprisingly! If I tried to race this, would I be able to reel a few of the girls in, or was I just going to make it a longer day for myself?? I decided to go with the flow, run to feel, and hope my patience in the bike leg paid off.
Josh and I spent a few extra days in Port Mac chilling out before flying straight over to Perth on the Wednesday and then driving down to Busso. Thursday and Friday were spent doing various promotional events for the TriWA communtity including handing out medals at the junior tri on the Friday arvo. It was great to give something back to the triathlon community and to be a part of the activities with the other pro athletes..jpg)



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