Starting on April 15^th, Chrissie will join Mike & Rebecca Tomlinson as they set off on the Jane Tomlinson Appeal 10^th Anniversary Challenge kick started by the Paris Marathon.

Chrissie and the team will then set off on a 6 day cycle from Paris to Yorkshire to London and they want you to join them ahead of the final stage of the challenge the London Marathon.

The Appeal and Chrissie are offering you the opportunity to bid in a silent auction for the chance to join the four time World Ironman Champion as she cycles to the capital.

The Route

Day 1 – Paris to Ceril

Day 2 – Ceril to Zeebrugge

Day 3 – Hull to Leeds via York

Day 4 – Leeds to Newark via Sheffield

Day 5 – Newark to Cambridge

Day 6 – Cambridge to London

If your bid is successful you will join the team of 10 on the day you have selected & cycle alongside the incredible Champion as she put foot to pedal in aid of the Jane Tomlinson Appeal.

Chrissie Wellington said: “I am so incredibly honoured to be a Patron of Jane’s Appeal and this amazing challenge is a once in a lifetime opportunity to combine my masochistic love for endurance challenges with the ability to raise awareness and funds for an amazing and incredibly worthwhile cause. I can’t think of anything better! And the other Challenge team members can rest assured, I won’t be trying to set new personal best times. I want to complete and not compete!”

The auction will be open on Friday 15th March & will close on Friday 6^th April. To bid to join Chrissie simply email Siobhan@janetomlinsonappeal.com by Friday 6^th April at 6pm stating your bid, which day of the challenge you are bidding for along with your contact details.

The highest bid per day will be announced the winner with all proceeds going to the Jane Tomlinson Appeal.  Further details of the route and start/finish points will be provided to the successful bidder on Friday 6^th April.

Don’t miss your chance to take on a challenge with a World Champion, bid today!

Notes to Editor

Paris Marathon – Sunday 15^th April
London Marathon – Sunday 21^st April

With the 2012 London Marathon marking the 10^th Anniversary of Jane Tomlinson running the marathon for the first time the Tomlinson family have chosen to follow in Jane’s endurance challenge footsteps this year.  Jane defied the odds and public perception of cancer taking on an array of serious endurance events in order to raise over £1.85million for charity. As the first terminally ill breast cancer patient to take complete the London Marathon, Jane confronted what to many seemed impossible.

Setting off on April 15^th Chrissie will join Mike & Rebecca Tomlinson as they set off on an 8 day challenge that will eclipse any challenge the Appeal has set since Jane’s death in 2007.

Not satisfied with one marathon the team will take part in both the Paris and London marathons with 6 days of cycling thrown in between for good measure.

Having completed the Paris Marathon, Chrissie will join Mike, Rebecca and team as they cycle back to the charities home turf of Yorkshire as they cross the channel from Zeebrugge to Hull before setting off on a 2 day tour of Yorkshire on route to the capital.

For more information visit www.janetomlinsonappeal.com

To Donate : www.justgiving.com/anniversarychallenge

I first met Frank in 2002. As a member of Serpentine running club I used to go down to Battersea track for the Thursday evening training session, where Frank also used to coach a group of athletes – the Horwill Harriers. I got talking to Frank, and was immediately drawn to him, both personally and professionally.  He was in his mid-seventies at the time, small of stature but huge of personality. He welcomed all – regardless of ability or background – his only criteria being that an athlete never uttered the word I cant. ‘Only ‘I will try’.

Despite suffering from cancer and heart problems Frank hardy ever missed a session, loyally and voluntarily making the long trek from north east London across the Thames three times a week.  Tuesdays and Thursdays were based solely on the track, but it was his Saturday sessions I loved the most. We would start at the track and then often head off on a 5km road loop. Then he would have us running up and down grassy banks carrying each other. There would be hopping races, press-ups, sit-ups – all reminiscent of an army camp. Frank often said: “When I come to the track, I become alive.”  And become alive he did.  He was very much the sergeant major, barking out orders to us, his ‘Comrades’, and giving reprimands in his clipped Empire accent, never once losing the mischievous glint in his eye. “You’re all a bunch of pussies!” was a favourite. ‘You haven’t even begun to work!’ was another.

Even though he knew full well what my name was, he always called me “Sissy”.

“Sissy!” he would shout at me as I ran past. “How’s your sex life? Have you got a man yet?”

“No, Frank.”

“Why not? What’s wrong with you? You need a good man and some action!”

Part agony aunt, part cupid, part comedian. But most of all, though, he was a wonderful man and the first proper running coach I ever had. He was a breath of incredible fresh air and a beacon of light, in an otherwise brutal training regime. He took the sport of running, and managed to make it fun. But underneath that fun lay a wealth of talent, knowledge and expertise accumulated over the decades he spent tirelessly working with athletes.

Frank was a leader, a revolutionary, a sporting architect. He formulated the simple, yet ground-breaking, five pace training theory, widely used around the world as the foundation for running success. To me, a recreational athlete who had always simply gone out and ran, at the same speed, on the same route for the same amount of time, his varying pace theory was a revelation.

Frank coached over 50 international GBR athletes from 800 meters to the marathon. Five of his athletes achieved sub-4 minute miles – the fastest being Tim Hutchings, who ran 3:54.53 and placed fourth in the 5000m in the 1984 Los Angeles Olympic Games. Frank also devoted much of his time to co-founding and doggedly sustaining the British Milers Club. By 1980 British men had achieved the BMC’s objective of raising the standard of miling to world supremacy when Sebastian Coe and Steve Ovett attained Olympic Golds and World Records. In 2004, Kelly Holmes took British women’s middle distance running to similar world supremacy when she took Olympic Gold in the 800m and 1500m.

Frank never once sought financial reward for his decades of work, and indeed often dug into to his own shallow pockets to support his athletes. I really cant think of a better person to have been appointed Member of the Order of the British Empire (MBE) in the Queen’s 2011 Birthday Honours for voluntary service to sport.

Frank was a legend. His legacy will live on in all those ‘Comrades’ who were lucky to be showered by his gold dust. I hope that I will continue to heed his advice to “keep going, keep going, keep going until a little something inside you says, ‘keep going’” and always remember that there truly is ‘no such word as cant. Only I will try’.

Rest in peace Frank. You will be missed, but never forgotten.

 16^th January 2012 – London, UK:  Four time World Champion and World Ironman Distance Record Holder, Chrissie Wellington has announced that she’ll be taking a break from competing in Ironman during 2012 to explore other opportunities, including the forthcoming publication of her autobiography, A Life Without Limits.

 Chrissie, who won her fourth World Championship in Kona, Hawaii, last October and maintained her unbeaten record at Ironman distance – making it 13 victories from 13 races – said of her decision, “I’ve given absolutely everything to Ironman over the past five years. However, this year I’ve decided to take a break as I would like to spend more time focusing on other pursuits including dedicating more time to my chosen charities, the publication of my book and more active promotion of the sport in the UK, as well as giving myself the chance to explore and seize new opportunities within triathlon and outside. I feel that I wouldn’t be able to pursue all of these different goals whilst simultaneously dedicating the energy and time needed to compete in Ironman events and treat them with the respect and complete dedication they deserve.

 The past five years have been absolutely incredible and I am extremely happy, proud and content with everything that I have achieved in the sport – topping it all off with the race of my life in Kona last year. I have always seen triathlon as a part of my life, rather than the be all and end all, and am looking forward to a little more variety and balance by pursuing other interests, as well as spending more time with my family and friends. 

 I am really excited about what the future holds and being able to spend more time around the sport without the commitment of full time ironman training and racing”.

Chrissie has teamed up with sports music expert AudioFuel and Universal Music to create Tri Harder – a comprehensive range of training programmes for triathletes and runners. Designed for use on MP3 players, the programmes provide the unique combination of Chrissie’s voice, to coach and inspire, and AudioFuel’s sports music.

“I feel very strongly that as a professional triathlete my impact and message should be wider than my performance on the race course, and last longer than my athletic career” says Chrissie. “Tri Harder is one way I can take my philosophy and learning out to a wider audience and help encourage people to participate in sport”.

Based on her own training schedules and applying the motivational techniques that she uses herself when preparing to race, Chrissie has worked with AudioFuel to design and coach the four products.

Lace Up is a twelve minute motivational warm up session. An ambassador of the Challenged Athletes Foundation, Chrissie has decided that 50% of all sales generated by this Lace Up product will be donated to the charity.

Run Faster is an interval training session designed to help people increase the pace at which they run.

Ride Harder is a pyramid interval session designed for indoor cycling use on a turbo trainer or spin bike.

Finally there is a twenty five minute relaxation programme, Relax.

The Tri Harder product range has components that can be used by people across the fitness spectrum; from the novice runner right up to an elite athlete training for a full Ironman event.

Regardless of the specific target in mind, the overall ambition for every product is to motivate and inspire people to perform better and achieve more than they think is possible.

AudioFuel’s approach to training involves composing and compiling bespoke music and then combining it with coaching.

“The benefits of using music to enhance performance are widely accepted. What we’ve done at AudioFuel is analyse which components of mainstream music work most effectively, and then compose music that combines these key ingredients: beats to match the stride, consistently managed vibe to maintain energy plus relevant lyrics” says AudioFuel founder Sean Blair.

MEDIA ENQUIRIES: For further information, images and a free trial please contact
Sean Blair, Sean@audiofuel.co.uk. +44 7802 773307

I have been vocal in my reaction to the shortlist and, with week’s worth of water having passed under the bridge, I wanted to pen a blog as my personal contribution to the wider debate that so clearly needs to be had.

The issue for me is threefold. First, and predictably, the exclusion of women in the shortlist, and the lack of female nominations overall (and of the 58 past winners of the main award, just 13 were female); second, the lack of representation of so called ‘minority sports’, and third the scant attention paid to para-athletes.

Let me be clear. The river runs much deeper than SPOTY, and discussions about who has, or hasn’t, been included in the list. Awards are, by their very nature, subjective and you will never be able to include or recognize everybody (although, this does not negate the need to ensure that the mechanism for selecting recipients of an award must be as fair and balanced as possible). More significant is that the SPOTY process and shortlist has shone a spotlight on some important issues pertaining to the media coverage of, and overall support for, women, para-athletes and minority sports.

Before I go on, I want to make clear my deepest admiration and respect for every athlete who made the shortlist. As a professional athlete I can appreciate the drive, dedication, commitment and skill needed to excel at a chosen sport, and I would never want to disparage them or their achievements. However, the list clearly reflects a view (at least by the publications consulted) that the performances by the 10 male nominees were superior to those by any single female athlete.

Is this really true? Have women simply achieved less across the board, or has their success been in, so-called, minority sports that have not been extensively covered by the mainstream media? I would contend that there have been many outstanding performances by female athletes that would have merited their inclusion in the list. Space will not permit me to detail each and every one, but they include Keri-Anne Payne (10km swimming world champion), Sarah Stevenson (Taekwondo world champion), Hayley Turner (historic success in horse racing’s Group One’s July cup), Helen Jenkins (Triathlon world champion), Katherine Grainger and Anna Watkins (rowing world gold medalists), Dee Caffari (round the world sailing world record). Lizzy Hawker (world record for 24hour endurance run – winning overall, and beating all the men) and Rebecca Addlington (800m freestyle swimming world champion) and many more. Aside from Rebecca these women hardly featured in the nominations: but if you take their performances into account it seems somewhat erroneous for one BBC presenter to justify – and effectively endorse –  the all-male list with the claim that “it hasn’t been a great year for women in sport“.

It is not all doom and gloom. I feel fortunate to participate in a sport where women and men compete on a level playing field, racing on the same course at the same time, and for the same prize money. The triathlon media covers men and women’s participation and race results in equal measure. The number of female participants is growing exponentially, and sponsors and federations do not seem to demonstrate gender bias when it comes to support. In addition, I would like to give credit to the mainstream media – including the BBC – whose coverage of triathlon, and ironman, has increased over the past few years, providing myself and other athletes with an opportunity to further raise the profile of our sport. But there is still a long way to go, and I appreciate that for other sports the media coverage lags far behind that of triathlon, and light years behind football, rugby, cricket, tennis and golf.  This is exemplified by some Tweeters who have claimed never to have heard of any of the above female athletes and hence are unable to understand what all the fuss is about. And therein lies the issue. SPOTY honours ‘the sportsman or woman whose actions have most captured the public’s imagination’. For sportswomen to actually get into the public’s imagination would be a good starting point.

Don’t get me wrong. Tokenistic mentions are not what’s needed. Women should feature solely on merit: because they have reached the global pinnacle of the sport that they have devoted their lives to.

Second, as I said above, this is not only a gender issue. The SPOTY shortlist also highlights the lack of visibility of para-athletes and also of minority sports per se. In short, success in the water or in martial arts is deemed inferior to triumph on the football pitch, athletics track or tennis court. There have been performances by men and of para-athletes that have failed to even cause a ripple in the British media, let alone afford them contention for a mainstream public award. These include Nick Matthew, who became the first player in 15 years to defend successfully the World Open squash title, Liam Tancock, who also took gold, for the second successive time, in the 50m backstroke at the World Aquatics Championships and Alistair Brownlee, who won the Triathlon World Championships.  Para-athlete successes include those by David Weir, Katrina Hart, Sam Ingram, Ben Quilter, Libby Clegg, Jon Allan Butterworth, Jody Cundy to name just a few. But their performances have passed practically unnoticed.

I welcome the BBC’s announcement that a review will be undertaken of the SPOTY nomination process, in consultation with a range of stakeholders. The Award has historically used a variety of methodologies, and of course, the outcome is always based on the subjective views of the selection panel – whether that is a private or public vote.  While the current process has been in place since 2006, and this is the first year that a female has not featured in the shortlist, I disagree with the BBC’s assertion that this system is “fair, independent and robust”. Although I do not have an issue, per se, of the inclusion of Nuts and Zoo, I believe that (assuming their readership is predominantly male) that equivalent publications with a predominately female audience, for example Sportssister, are also included.  I would suggest that the shortlist be developed by a panel of sports industry professionals, from a range of different bodies: radio, tv and print media; UK Sport staff; ex professional sports men and women; previous SPOTY winners, including coaches and unsung heroes. I would also suggest that the nature of the Award itself be clearly defined (eg is it for performance, personality or a mixture of both?) We don’t necessarily need a separate award for men and women – nor do we need a pre-specified minimum number of women included in a joint list. The BBC should institute a process which is fair and balanced and can truly reflect the very best that Britain has to offer, some of those world beating performances will undoubtedly be by females, those in minority sports an para-athletes.

Much has been made of my decision not to attend the SPOTY ceremony. Contrary to reports I have not called for a widespread boycott. I simply feel that I personally need to ‘walk the talk’. I do not feel able to support an event which endorses and perpetuates the message that a) not one single women has done anything of sporting note, relative to their male counterparts this year, and that b) the achievements of those participating in minority sports are somehow inferior to those in more high profile (better funded) sports. The BBC has instituted this Award and needs to take responsibility for the flawed methodology that led to the outcome of the shortlist. To have been so openly critical of the process and its outcome and then sit there in a posh frock implicitly lending my support would be hypocritical of me. I do however feel very strongly that every athlete has a right to make his/her own decision, and would never want to urge/encourage others to follow my lead unless they personally felt that it was the right thing to do.

But what, many of you may still be asking, is all the fuss about? Why does the SPOTY shortlist matter?

Let me be clear. I didn’t take up triathlon for public accolades or to become a millionaire. I loved my former job working as an advisor on international development policy to the UK Government, but I craved the challenge of pushing my body and mind to the limit, relishing the chance to see just how good I could be. Being shortlisted for SPOTY couldn’t have been further from my mind.  Not long after I became as a professional in February 2007, I remember saying to my coach “All I do is swim, bike and run – it’s so selfish. I don’t feel I am doing anything to help others.” And he replied, “Chrissie, just you wait. Before long you will be able to affect change in a way you never thought possible.” His prophesy has come true – with my four World Championship victories I have the platform I dreamed of to combine sport and development work and bring about positive change. Of course I am a fierce competitor, and I love to work hard, smash myself and fight for every victory – but each win brings more opportunity. As I said, I don’t race for accolades, but winning allows me to speak about things I am passionate about, to inspire and encourage others, to lead by example, to be a role model for change, to raise the bar and to raise awareness about important issues.

I believe professional sports people serve as representatives and ambassadors but, currently, the attractive wife of a male sports star is more likely to attract column inches than a female sportsperson. Is it no wonder then that young girls no longer aspire to be a successful swimmer or taekwondo player? Without strong, healthy, active, successful female (and male) sporting role models, female participation in competitive sports will continue to decline, and we will see an exacerbation of the current (worrying) situation where 80% of women and girls are not active enough to benefit their health.

Participation in sport is an extremely powerful tool for tackling deep-rooted social issues: obesity and other health problems, bullying, truancy, crime, unemployment and so forth. But without the support of the media/sponsors/federations athletes do not have the visibility necessary to enable us to inspire, encourage and enthuse, and hence drive participation in, and generating demand for media coverage of, all sports. This increase in participation can also help to drive the development of infrastructure, improved facilities – further catalysing the development of healthy, active individuals and the next generation of sporting stars. The growth in public participation in cycling galvanised by the gold medal winning performances of Mark Cavendish, Victoria Pendleton and Chris Hoy, among others, is a case in point. Or alternatively we can look to Dame Kelly Holmes, who – with her public profile on the back of sporting success – has been able to gain considerably more traction for the wonderful work she is undertaking through her charitable Foundation. Likewise for the late Jane Tomlinson who was awarded the SPOTY Helen Rollason award for “outstanding achievement in the face of adversity” in 2002. The award bought Jane’s situation and amazing courage into the spotlight, and gave increased visibility to her cause. Of course, SPOTY is not the be all and end all, but awards like that do attract a large audience and hence provide a platform for visibility and for positive change, should the nominated athlete chose to use it.

And media coverage, including public awards, matter because media exposure and support/funding for professional and amateur sport are bedfellows. Again, the growth and success in British Cycling exemplifies this funding/success/media/funding connection. Without a media profile, funding and sponsorship is hard to attain. Without the high prize purses and sponsorship coffers the media do not bat an eye, and hence the sport suffers from a further shortfall in financial support. This is a self-fulfilling, circular process that needs to be broken. And this debate is an important step in doing so.

So, to me, SPOTY presents a missed opportunity. But paradoxically, it could be a valuable window of opportunity too. For the issue has prompted debate and dialogue. Not everyone will agree with what I, and others, say. But that’s fine. The fact that the issue is up for discussion is a step forward, and will hopefully serve to catalyse change on issues I think we can all agree on. That is, that sport has a tremendous power – and we need to encourage a growth in participation amongst women and men, in whatever sport they choose to partake in. And that the media increases its coverage of a range of sports, celebrating the best that Great Britain truly does have to offer.

 Champions come and go, but to me the real judge of my personal success  - and legacy – will be whether I actually do something positive with the opportunities I have been given. I really hope that as four time World Ironman Champion, I can be a role model and ambassador for the sport that everyone can be proud of.  That, not the number of Awards in my cabinet, is what motivates me  – and when I train and when I race it is at the fore of my mind.

For many athletes this means only one thing – ‘having it off’. Any wife/husband/partner reading this might jump for joy at these three (rarely used in the life of an exhausted triathlete) words. But the celebrations may be short lived. For I am talking not about nocturnal gymnastics, but about the so called ‘off season’. The period after your last race when triathlon goes from being the axis around which your life spins, to having a back seat in day to day life. But why is this break so important and what advice would I give athletes about how to use this precious time so that they can lay strong foundations for the next year?

Computer geeks tell me that, plugged in for long enough, eventually your laptop battery will wear out. Our bodies and minds are the same. We need to be unplugged in order to come back firing on all cylinders. The key to the off season is to recharge, not only your physical, but also your mental batteries  – leaving you invigorated, motivated and ready to give 100% to the next racing season. The first question I am often asked is how long this ‘off season’ should last. I take around 4-6 weeks after Kona as my ‘downtime’ period. But it is really up to the individual. So much depends on your training volume, level of fitness, injury status, and your state of mind. Often the greater an athlete’s fitness at the end of our season, the more damage they can do by coming back too quickly.  I would divide the 4-6 weeks into three stages – first ‘unplugged’; then ‘a little bit of what you fancy does you good’ and finally ‘turning it back on’.

Embark on the first stage by celebrating the season’s finale. You would have had good, bad and downright ugly days – but I there will have been huge highs too, not just in terms of results, but also memories of the great times you have had with friends, travelling to new places and learning new lessons along the way. So take time to reflect on the past year with a glass of wine and a juicy burger, truly celebrate what you have achieved and toast the opportunity to ‘have it off’.

The next step – while it is fresh in your (now sober) mind – is to look back at your season, assess the highs and lows, and be subjective about evaluating your strengths and weaknesses, both in training and in racing. This can be done with friends and coaches, but honesty is vital. Make notes, and use this evaluation as the basis of your training for the next season, and beyond. Then put the log book away (with any item of lycra clothing that reveals a hint of flesh) in a place where it can gather dust.

The key to the first and second stage is to drastically reduce the volume and intensity of training that you do. I take 2 weeks completely off and instead engage in non sporting activities with family and friends. Trips to the theatre, music concerts, meals at restaurants, lazy spa days, marathon ‘Top Gun’ watching sessions. Anything that doesn’t involve sporting attire, and is a world away from my monkish, ‘bedtime by 9pm’ existence.  I might even lose a slipper and turn into a pumpkin.

As much as you might have enjoyed becoming a couch loving potato, once this initial ‘total rejuvenation’ period is over its time to embark on the ‘a little bit of what you fancy does you good’ stage. Do a something physical at least every other day. But spice it up. Yes, going for curries is one way of adding much needed spicy heat to your life, but another equally fine option is to engage in sporting activities that don’t centre on swim/bike/run. Variety is the key here. Maybe try a new sport. Lawn bowls, tiddly winks, yoga, skiing, table tennis, rock climbing, belly dancing, bog snorkelling – anything that will invigorate you, elevate your heart rate a little bit and get the aerobic system firing again (engaging in the implied activity in this column’s title may also do this). Team sports are a good antidote to the sometimes solitary nature of triathlon training. Dragon boat racing could be fun.

After a few weeks of spicy variety you might a) realise that you much prefer bog snorkelling or b) be experiencing triathlon withdrawal symptoms. There is no harm in reintroducing swim/bike/run activities. Just keep it fun, unstructured and low in intensity. You don’t have to get up for the 5.30am masters swim practice. Have a lie in and stick to floating around with the ‘practically dead people’ in the slow lane of your public pool. Try different strokes. The lifeguards are on hand should you drown attempting 25m butterfly. Take the dog for a walk. Poop-a-scooping adds that extra bit of flexibility work. Go running. But leave the all singing, all dancing, wrist computer at home.

Indulge in different foods (and beverages). Don’t pile on the pounds, but a bit of weight gain and a small ‘muffin top’ will give you a bit of extra padding for the winter months and give you fuel to feed off when the training ramps up. Now is also the time to look at your equipment and make any changes – have you always wanted to try a bigger chain ring or a different brand of pedal? Is your bike set up causing you problems?  The off/early season is the time to look at this.

So after the second stage is over, now’s the time to ease your way back into training. Dig that dusty log book out and look at your strengths and weaknesses. Make sure you invest time in working on the latter, seeking help and advice if you need it. Focus on building up your aerobic base, and leave the super duper hard intervals for after the New Year celebrations.  This means being patient and resisting the urge to have smash fests with friends. Coffee and cake stop rides are the backbone of any early season schedule. Ensure you dedicate time to a good but initially gentle, strength and conditioning programme which will give you a solid structural foundation for the months ahead.  The beer-to-mouth exercises of the first stage should have given you sufficient practice to perform a great bicep curl.

Then as December/January roll around again, the snow melts and your sofa has been replaced by your friend the stationary bike take your 2012 events list and sign yourself up for the next challenge. The off season will be over before you know it so enjoy ‘having it off’ – and i’ll see you all at the World Bog Snorkelling Championships!

This blog reiterates, and adds to, the messages I tried my best to convey at the Awards Ceremony. I apologize for my tardiness in putting fingers to keyboard, but there were some serious celebrations to take care of, some luxuriating to be done at the Mauna Lani Bay hotel and some tree trunk like cankles to offload. With the benefit of the passing of time (and sobriety as the affect of the champagne wears off) I have been able to better reflect on what I consider to have been the most exciting, challenging and best race of my career.

Last year I was devastated to succumb to illness and be unable to defend my title. That day Mirinda Carfrae gave everyone a show to remember, especially with her record breaking 2.53 run split, to be crowned world champion. My non-start, however disappointing, instilled in me a hunger like never before. As the saying goes, don’t know what you’ve got until its gone. The fire and desire to regain the world championship title burned all the more brightly.

Coming into a race we all want perfect preparation, minimal disruptions to our routine, great training sessions and no injuries. I am no exception. Up until two weeks prior to the Kona everything was looking rosy – I was on track and determined to give my best ever performance. But this was due to be my 13^th ironman race, and we all know about unlucky number 13. And on 24 September it seemed like lady luck had definitely escaped me. We were on our last long ride in Boulder, approaching a corner that I have taken a million times. I was on the hoods, and then suddenly  – bang! Body hits tarmac. The result: a sizable donation of skin and blood from my left leg, hip and elbow to the Colorado asphalt. In the days that followed the abrasions were the least of worries. I bruised my hip and elbow, damaged my pectoral muscle and contracted a serious infection in my left leg, which became swollen and red and rendered me unable to walk. On the Tuesday Tom and Dave (Scott) had to carry me out of the pool after my failed attempt at swimming. There is a reason I am nicknamed Muppet.

I delayed my flight to Kona, arriving on the Saturday instead of 10 days before. Greeted with open arms, and a lei, by my Kona mum and dad, John and Linda, and struck, as always, but the smell of the flowers, the warmth of the air, and the energy that the island exudes. Hawaii has a very special place in my heart and arriving at the airport never fails to move and excite me.

But the joy was shortlived. I spent race week unable to swim, and as an impatient patient at Kona Hospital. I had ART treatment from the ceaselessly supportive and sanguine, Mike Leahy, as well as my acupuncturist Allison, who had only come out for a holiday, but was put straight to work. The care I received was outstanding – but the disruption and continued discomfort all added to the weight on my shoulders. Of course, I am no hero, and many other athletes have endured – and overcome – far serious illnesses and injuries than I. I am not recounting what happened in the weeks proceeding the race to elicit sympathy, or make excuses, but rather to share the most important lesson that I learnt: to never to let my head or heart drop.

So yes, life threw me curve ball. I could either be crushed by that ball or I could throw it right back and, to follow the advice of a friend, rise like a Phoenix from the ashes of the crash. But would be lying if I said that I wasn’t scared, nervous and apprehensive, and physically suboptimal, coming into the race.

On my race wristband, and on all my water bottles, I write some simple words. One is ‘smile’ and the other ‘never ever give up’. I always say that ironman is 50% physical and 50% mental – all the preparation in the world will not carry you to victory if your mind is not prepared. To plunder the words of Mohammed Ali, “the will must be stronger than the skill”. I was scared of the pain, scared of not being able to do my best and yes, scared of losing. But I had to look fear in the face: conquer my doubts, override my concerns, and attempt to do what I thought was impossible: win the race.

So 8 October dawned. My suboptimal swim left me a lot of work to do. I had been nervous about the pain, I suffered from a lack of power in my right arm, and I didn’t have the speed at the start to fall into the pack that I wouldn’t have wanted to be in. But I had Dave’s wise words ringing in my ear. “Don’t worry if your swim is slow, it’s better to take it steady and be able to complete the race, than to put yourself in a hole you cant get out of”. And so there is was, 1.01 on the clock and a 9min deficit to Julie, and 4mins to Rinny. Suboptimal indeed. I named my bike Phoenix, for obvious reasons, and once aboard I tried to quell any rising panic, keep my head and slowly try to real in those ahead of me, as well as resisting the charges from behind. I managed the former, aside from Julie who was having the ride of her life out in front, and Karen Thurig, who was doing what she does best, dominating the bike and leaving most athletes in her wake. I overtook Rinny on the climb up to Hawi, where I saw my family and friends jumping up and down with huge banners, and behaving in a manner that would have gotten them arrested under normal circumstances. Despite their smiles and funky chicken dancing I knew they were more concerned than I actually was about the deficit that was mounting between myself and Julie. Soon after, I was overtaken by the bullet that was Karen Thurig, and I managed to stay with her for about 10miles, until I had to concede that her pace was over and above my capabilities. I ignored the aches and pains that attacked my body, coming and going, and preventing me from ever really feeling comfortable. I sat up at every aid station and incline to try and open up my hips, and ease the numbness that had developed in my lower back. The sensation when my pee trickled down my leg into my wounds resulted in more than a few swear words. I just made sure that NBC wasn’t there to capture it.

In T2 I slipped into my special War on ALS racers, with the War on ALS laces, I was about 22minutes down on Julie, and 10 from Leanda and Rachel, who were all having fantastic races. I  proceeded to run like I had a firework up my backside. I was determined to make hay while the sun shone, and it was definitely shining with no cloud cover and temps of about 90 degrees plus. Once again I had Dave’s voice in my ears “Focus, focus focus, I know you want to smile and wave, but you need to devote every ounce of energy to your performance”. So yes, there were a few less smiles than normal.

There were many instances when body and mind were screaming in agony. The pain in my right hip was excruciating, my form was poor with my left foot turned out like a duck, and soon after other areas of my body started to feel the affects from my changed gait. Hamstrings, calves, even my shoulders cried out for me to stop. I had that ugly voice on one shoulder suggesting I quit and take the easy route. But I hate the goddamn easy route, and I know that I can never rest until I know I have given it absolutely everything. So I ignored the pain. I ignored the internal whispers. It was the other voice, the louder one on the opposite shoulder, which gave me the will to continue: which enabled me to keep my head, and to plunder the words of Kipling, to force my “…heart and nerve and sinew to serve their turn long after they are gone, and so hold when there is nothing in you except the will which says to them ‘Hold On!”

I let the cheers of the crowd lift propel me forwards. I had the sight of my boyfriend Tom, en route to an amazing 11^th pace, to give me a boost. As I overtook Julie, Rachel, Leanda and finally Caroline, at the entrance to the famous Energy Lab my confidence soared but, unlike the name of the lab, my energy levels were waning. “Just keep your head, keep your head” rung in my ears. “Never ever give up”. I recalled times in training and racing when I have suffered and endured pain, I recalled Jon Blais and others who have shown what it is to be truly courageous, and I thought of my family and friends and my desire not to let them, or myself, down.

Once onto the Queen K Highway for the long run home I felt better, and my strength returned over the next 7km, only to fade again as I climbed the final hill to Palani. I was given all manner of splits  “4mins from Rinny, 5mins from Rinny, Rinny is only 3mins behind!” – I knew couldn’t let up, not even for a second. It was only as I descended Palani and let the momentum carry me down did I truly believe that my body would hold out, and that I would win my fourth World Championship crown. And as I finished the final meters along Ali’i drive, waving and smiling I truly felt overwhelmed by what I had managed to achieve. Like 2007, when I won Kona for the first time, it seemed so surreal (although this time people knew who I was!). I heard the conch shells, the noise of the crowds, the sound of the drums, and the voice of Mike Reilly I was awash with emotion. As I reached the finish tape, hoisted it over my head, and then rolled in memory of Jon Blais, I was overcome with a sense of pride, satisfaction, relief, and unadulterated joy that I had won: that I had defied what I had thought possible.

I left everything out there on the course in Kona. Blood, sweat and tears, and a few bits of skin. I lay my my heart and soul on the line in an attempt to conquer my demons, the course, the brutal conditions, my injuries, my doubts, and all the other amazing athletes and win that race. I have often said that I have wanted to finish an ironman feeling emotionally and physically spent. On that day my wish came true. People sometimes say to me that I make winning ironman races look easy. I hope I showed that I am human. I bleed, I cry, I even curse, but I will dig to the depths to give everything I have to this wonderful sport, to realizing the potential inside myself and be the best I can be. The time was irrelevant, ordinarily I would have wanted to be faster across all three disciplines, but this is not the criteria by which I judge success. Success to me is knowing I have given it everything I can – that I have done the best with what I have. Of all my ironman victories this is the performance  - this is the moment in my life – that I am without a doubt the most proud of.

But I couldn’t have done what I did without my competitors. The women’s field is replete with talent. Their presence, their guts, determination and strength forced me to dig deeper than I have ever dug. I am accustomed to racing from the front. This was different. It was a true race, a hard fought battle. This is what competition is all about. I have the deepest respect for everyone that toes that start line, and my victory is also due in large part to their incredible performances.

Although we athletes race as individuals, we cannot do this alone. I shared the start line with Tom, the love of my life; and I looked up at the pier, and saw these huge banners, held by my family and friends who had travelled millions of miles to support me. And at the different points on the course, there they are jumping up and down as I went past (I did spot a mai tai in their hands on more than one occasion, which may have explained the increasingly vigourous and enthusiastic support!). At the finish they are the arms I fall into, with the thought of my brother and so many others watching on their computer screens never far from my mind.  Of course my family is also made up of my great sponsors, my wonderful manager Ben, my support team and especially my coach, Dave Scott. I know I almost gave him a heart attack two weeks ago, but luckily as six time World Champion his heart is strong enough to withstand all the stress.  My family means the world to me. Without their support I wouldn’t have achieved my dreams, and I credit my victories to them.

But everyone who crossed that finish line is part of the special club: an ironman family. We come from different countries, we span age categories, we have different backgrounds and abilities but we are united by the same goal: to be crowned an ironman. I was there to greet some of them as they crossed the line. It is the age group athletes that never cease to amaze me. Of course, it is not all about the athletes. The ironman family comprises tens of thousands of volunteers the world over. The day after the main awards ceremony they have a volunteers party. 4000 people come – their aloha underpins this race. I was so happy to able to go to this party, and to say a personal ‘mahalo’. And the crowds. I couldn’t believe the how many people lined the streets, especially those dressed in weird and wonderful outfits. Of note were the bananas, who took me back to the fruity marriage proposals I received in 2008. These bananas were female this time, but still extending offers of marriage. Always pleasing. And a special mention has to go to the man in the huge sumo outfit, who ran with me as I came back into town for the last time. It’s incredibly embarrassing when a man in an oversized sumo outfit can run much faster than you. And even worse when it is captured on film!

This interaction, this aloha, this mutual respect, support and encouragement is what being part of the global ironman family is really all about.

When I first tuned professional 4 ½ years ago I said to my then coach “Brett, I feel so selfish, everything I do in this sport is for me and me alone”. His response “Just you wait Chrissie, within a couple of years, through your achievements, you will be able to affect more change than you ever thought possible”. His prophecy has come true. I have said it before, and I will say it again, sport has phenomenal, far-reaching amazing power. It is a vehicle to do great things. For me, winning races is not about the glory, it’s not about the money, it’s not about the times. The key is the manner in which I try and win, the lessons I learn and the message I hope I convey. Kona 2011 offers me a valuable, simple lesson. It teaches me never to stop believing. It should teach you all never to stop believing too. Our limits may not be where we think they are.

I sit here writing this as four-time World Champion. I am so honored to hold that title. It means everything to me. This is so much more than a victory. Being World Champion is a privilege. It is a responsibility that I don’t take lightly. It is a platform – a once in a lifetime opportunity and I will do whatever I can to help represent our amazing ironman family, and be a champion you can all be proud of.

Majority of photos by Larry Maurer, www.maurerphoto.com 

Don’t get me wrong, I am as fierce a competitor as you will find. Competitive with myself. Competitive with those around me. But the closest I get to actual warfare is calling shotgun to get extra legroom in a car. Top Gun is my idea of studying military strategy. I took up triathlon because I loved it, because of the challenge and because I wanted to see how good (that ever elusive, unattainable ‘good’) I could be. Not once did I equate a triathlon race to armed conflict. That was until i crashed the bike last weekend, and ended up battered, bruised and yes, covered in sore, bleeding ‘war wounds’. Asphalt 1 = Chrissie 0. Long story short. I had a flat front tyre, didn’t realise, took a corner relatively fast, the wheel slipped from under me, skin hit tarmac. Or more accurately my left elbow (taking the epidermis off ones funny bone is decidedly unfunny), my hip (a bit of padding would have been nice – should have eaten more donuts), and all of the skin on my left leg ended up covering the tarmac.  (Unfortunately i also took out Drew Scott, who also suffered the consequences of the crash – for which i am hugely hugely sorry).

Yes, i have some nasty wounds. That day i lost the battle with the bike, lost a whole heap of bodily fluids and a considerable amount of skin, but I didn’t lose my fight.

Look up ‘war’ in the dictionary and you will see ‘competition, rivalry, battle, struggle’ – all evident on sports pitches and race courses the world over. And of course there was the ‘Iron War’ – the epic 1989 battle between Mark Allen and Dave Scott on the Hawaiian lava fields.  But even before the crash last weekend it was a gift from Brett that, for me, really elucidated the parallels.

It came in the form of a small book by a Chinese general named Sun Tzu, written around 403-221 B.C. and entitled “The Art of War’. I had instructions to read this guide to military strategy from cover to cover before my first World Championships in Kona 2007. And now four years later, having battled the tarmac and lost, and with Hawaii fast approaching, I find myself revisiting this book, and using the following advice to help me overcome the discomfort, pain and mental challenge and prepare for one of the biggest races of my life.

1) And therein lies the first of the many lessons. Talent and a desire to succeed are all very well, but victory depends on a willingness to prepare meticulously and effectively, using all the available intelligence. This requires foreknowledge; learning from masters of the art  - including previous champions and their strategies, tactics and methods; goal setting; planning and a long term commitment to ensuring all the many pieces of the jigsaw are in place to enable you to fight the best fight possible.

2) To do this you must be able to know yourself, understand your strengths and weaknesses, establish the goal for which you are fighting and accumulate and utilize the resources at your disposal. Its all very well wanting a Wellington Bomber, but if you can only afford a Ryanair microlight then do the best with what you’ve got. After all, a weapon is useless without a skilled, confident operator.  And likewise use your own energy reserves wisely – through pacing, nutrition and hydration and picking which battles to fight.

3) And that personal plan must be followed with confidence and focus, but with an ability to be flexible and spontaneously adapt to change – especially when that comes in the form of injury. A successful warrior can adjust his/her plan, strategy and tactics in the face of the unexpected, turning any misfortune into gain.

4) Knowing yourself also goes hand in hand with knowing and understanding your enemies.  “If you know the enemy and know yourself, in a hundred battles you will never be defeated… If you know neither the enemy nor yourself, you will succumb in every battle.” Chris McCormack is one such King of Stratagem. This two time World Ironman Champion devotes a considerable amount of time to understanding his rivals, their habits, their vulnerabilities, their limitations and their strengths, as well as developing relationships with those who may help further his own cause.

5) But in Kona 2007 ‘knowing thy enemy’ couldn’t have been further from my mind – I knew hardly anyone. So it was another of Sun Tzu’s pearls of wisdom that proved more helpful to me that day. “At first exhibit the shyness of a maiden, until the enemy gives you an opening; afterward emulate the rapidity of a running hare, and it will be too late for the enemy to oppose you.” And that’s exactly what I did, at about 110km on the bike. Then run rabbit run.

6) The essence of Tzu’s teachings, though, is that true success comes from defeating your opponent without a struggle. This alludes to the need to break your opponents will to win without a fight, thereby negating the need for a strength sapping head-to-head battle. The clever competitor imposes his will on the opponent, and he does not allow the opponent’s will to be imposed on him. I remember watching Daley Thompson finishing a Decathlon having crushed his competitors, but making it seem like he had done so without even breaking a sweat. Of course that wasn’t the case, but it was this apparent ease of victory that was the enduring memory in his opponents’ minds, and which gave him additional ammunition next time he toed the line.

7) But the enemy is so much more than your competitors. We are all fighting the course itself – the terrain, the heat, the humidity, freezing water, hellish head winds. The Chinese sage would say, do your research, know your battlefield and plan accordingly.

8 And of course we are also engaged in our own personal war of attrition. Battling the enemy of self doubt, of discomfort, of the little voice telling us to quit, and of the dreaded adversary that is ‘ GI’ (distress) Jane. Although we all suffer disillusionment or motivational slumps, victors have developed a call to arms that can fuel their fire and reignite their passion and courage – whether it be a mantra, a poem or even a picture of a loved one taped to the top tube of their two wheeled bullet. Moreover, these warriors are buoyed by an inner self belief, which immunizes them against what naysayers might utter or do – knowing that the battle cries of others are often like an unloaded gun.

9) Any victory is, of course, hollow without being founded on respect for one’s adversaries, for the environment, for the sport and for all those around you.  The ego must be kept in check, and the true warrior must always remain humble. I have always said that it is not the finish times or the number of wins that I want to be remembered for, it is the manner in which I won them – fighting clean, fighting fair and doing so with a passion and joy that inspires those around me.

10) Finally, Sun Tzu made clear that we do not fight alone. Triathlon is an individual sport, but every athlete needs a small,committed army of advisors and supporters – Tom Cruise’s ‘wing men/women’ to help us achieve our mutual goal. Seek help and advice, learn from others and treasure your comrades, respect them and nurture the relationship and remember that without them you are fighting a losing battle.

Bella was right. We are all waging our own personal wars on the triathlon battleground, with the aim of achieving the inner peace that comes from crossing that hallowed finish line. So, when that canon fires on 8 October over Kailua Bay, despite my bruises, scars and war wounds rest assured I will be ready to fight the best fight possible in my own battle to regain the title of World Ironman Champion.

Since she began racing in 2006, Chrissie Wellington has placed first in twenty-nine of the thirty-seven races she has entered. She is a triple World Ironman Champion, ITU World Long Course Champion, World Age Group Champion and multiple World Record holder. She is currently undefeated in ironman races– winning 12 out of 12. The ironman distance triathlon comprises a 2.4 mile swim, 112 mile bike, and 26.2 mile run. Chrissie’s victories include:

• ITU Age Group World Championships in 2006
• Ironman Korea in 2007
• ITU World Long Course Championships in 2008
• Ironman Australia in 2008 and 2009
• Challenge Roth (ironman distance) in 2009, 2010 and 2011 (where she set the world record of 8.18.32)
• Ironman European Championships in 2008
• Ironman World Championships in 2007, 2008 and 2009
• Ironman Arizona in 2010
• Ironman South Africa in 2011

Despite Chrissie’s domination in her sport, she never imagined herself as a professional athlete. After obtaining her Undergraduate and Masters degrees, and spending two years travelling round the world, Chrissie worked for the UK Government as an advisor on international environment and development policy. Having always had a passion for development work, in 2006 she took a sabbatical from her civil service career to live and work in Nepal. It was here that Chrissie also discovered her natural gift for endurance sport – which included a 1200km cycle trip across the Himalayas. She returned to the UK in 2006, determined to take up the triathlon challenge and, to her surprise, managed to win the World Amateur Championships only 4 months later.

In 2007, aged thirty, Chrissie began racing professionally. She took the triathlon world by storm by becoming World Ironman Champion that same year – which has been described as “a remarkable feat, deemed to be a near impossible task for any athlete racing as a rookie at their first Ironman World Championships.” She remains undefeated at the ironman distance.

She was named The Sunday Times (London) Sportswoman of the year in 2009. In 2010 she was appointed Member of the British Empire and given the Performance of the Year Award at the 2010 Endurance Sports Awards. She was named “Most Valuable Triathlete” in 2010 by Triathlon America. Chrissie remains passionate about development issues, and dedicates a considerable amount of time and energy as an ambassador for numerous charities. She is also a keen public speaker, She is sponsored by a number of brands including TYR, Cannondale, Brooks and Cytosport.

Part memoir, travel diary, and training guide, A Life Without Limits is Chrissie’s firsthand account of her unlikely rise to the top. In addition to her personal story, Chrissie shares training tips, stories and lessons from around the globe, and what it takes to be a champion in competitive sport.

The book was acquired by Center Street Publisher Rolf Zettersten and will be edited by Senior Editor Kate Hartson. Chrissie Wellington was represented by Jonathan Conway at Mulcahy Conway Associates, on behalf of Ben Mansford and Jonny McWilliams at Wasserman Media Group.