Scottish, BUCS and European Champs

By Craig Dale

It’s been a busy few weeks for me with summer races coming thick and fast. After testing myself against the best in the sport at the Blenheim and Windsor elite races (and confirming that I need to run a LOT faster to get near the top) I headed up to Knockburn on 20th June on great form for the Scottish Standard Championships. The race couldn’t have had a better setting with a 2 lap swim in a purpose built swimming loch, an undulating 40km ride on quiet roads and then a brutal off-road 10k that I would say consisted of 7k uphill with a 3k charge back down to the finish. I was in for a tough fight against the two fastest Scottish Ironmen of all time, Scott Neyedli and Graeme Stewart, but I knew that over standard distance anything was possible.

Ironman France

by Mark Carins

I flew into Nice on the Tuesday pre-race, leaving myself plenty of time to build bike and counter any breakages, stomach problems, lost luggage, heat intolerance and the million other tiny things that could potentially threaten my A-race for the year. I got in, got the bike set up and settled in for the week.

The days leading up to the race were some of the laziest I’d had in several months. Eating well, trying to align my sleep routine with that of the race day, hydrating, re-hydrating and stretching were the activities (along with short walks along the promenade) that filled my time pre-race.

I’d met some triathletes from LA Tri that were driving the course and so went along with them to get a glimpse at what I’d be putting myself through come the Sunday. The course is intimidating in a car – long (30k) climbs from sea level up into the alps and back down again with many twists, hairpin bends, sheer cliffs and fantastic views over the region. Absolutely a course that cyclist would excel on.
As race day approached, the numbers of triathletes in the city seemed to explode. All super-fit and very intimating. All waiting for the chance to prove themselves. The Saturday bike check-in was one hell of a sight. Some 750m-1km of bikes from the 2500 athletes along the promenade. Ironman France has one of (if not the) biggest field of any Ironman and the transition area had to be massive to accommodate them all. With my bike checked in; bags handed in; numbers printed on arm and leg – I was ready for my final meal and sleep before a 3.30am start.

Midlothian Triathlon

by Eliza Grylls

Sunday, a day of rest? Or not, I was thinking at 7 am Sunday morning, when I was waiting at the corner of the meadows to cycle to Dalkheith. I was feeling a little apprehensive about doing my first Triathlon. I cycled there with the “slow” group (created mostly for my benefit) kindly lead by Rae and Eoghan. The main chat on the way there was about the “killer hill” on the cycle route of the triathlon which everyone was dreading. This was discussed as everyone cycled effortlessly up what I considered to be quite a climb, huffing and puffing away I wondered how I would get on with this infamous hill!

East Fife 2010

By Meagan McGinley

Fun comes in many guises. Sometimes, you may be tempted to suggest that what you think is fun is not fun at all. It could be unfun or even afun, devoid of any redemptive funness or pleasure. Triathletes and the aspiring are a different breed, however, and a sizable EUTri contingent made the trip to East Fife for the first triathlon of the year for most people, and the first ever for others (including myself). EUTri veterans promised that the sprint tri’s conditions would be “blazing sunshine” because “it always is.” Since it took months of decidedly unfun cycling through gray, windy, hail-riddled weather and the occasional blizzard before we were actually graced with long-promised “tea, scones and sunshine,” I regarded these assurances skeptically. I needed to prepare to race in all conditions: after accepting a challenge from Dee on the outcome of the race, I had a lot to lose. Not my dignity or manhood, of course, but a 3-course meal nevertheless. Sitting between the competition and Lyndsey Cruikshanks in one of the two vans entrusted with the (conspicuously less expensive) bikes, we were all too distracted by pre-race “Why am I doing this?” nerves and “I hate cycling” commiserating to notice that, for once, the vets weren’t fibbing.

Stirling Duathlon Qualifier

 By Angus Killean

Two fairly significant events occurred on the 28th March of this year. Firstly, the UK population heralded the coming of summer by putting their clocks forward and losing an hour of sleep. Secondly, Stirling Duathlon took place – a race that would select another group of athletes to complete in the world championships later this year. Unfortunately for me a certain fellow athlete, who shall remain nameless, was all too aware of the second event but completely oblivious to the first. As a result, for me, the morning of 28th March was spent frantically phoning triathletes, coaches, relatives, even friends of friends in an attempt to find a lift across to Stirling whilst cursing the name of a certain anonymous athlete.

At 8am (by my watch and alas, even my lift’s car clock), a people-carrier with a TT bike packed inside arrived outside my flat. “Ready to go?” chirped my fresh and bright lift. His cheery face quickly melted into a mortified stare as I enquired angrily whether he had remembered about daylight savings. Needless to say, the following car journey pushed the barriers of the legal speed limit and social awkwardness. Thankfully there was a Kid’s duathlon taking place before the main event, giving us just enough time to register and get changed before the race – though not quite enough for a warm-up, I’d have to settle with the adrenaline provided by the morning’s panic.

Training is almost as bad as drugs in sport. It's cheating.

by Mireille (Rae) Captieux

Sadly, this was not the view held by the 250 or so competitors milling around Stirling campus with bikes worth more than a reasonably priced car. A disproportionate amount of time was spent huddling in a EuTri pack- everyone lost in glum contemplation: Was it worth pumping up their tyres (again)?/should one risk a 7th banana? followed by the small but vital demonstration of all clothing variations for the race……This lengthy ceremony meant that we (Victoria and I) had to negotiate our way into a closed transition, and our warm up consisted of racing round the campus trying to find the toilets 8 minutes before the start of the race. We finally slipped into the heaving starting line-up (facing the wrong way) and before we knew it the klaxon sounded and the crowd swept us along an uncompromising 2 hour plus ordeal involving a 10k run (a hill loop repeated 4 times), a 40 k run and the final insult….another 2 loops of the hill. The race was a blur of synchronized darth vader breathing interrupted only by cheers from our faithful Eutri supporters, a gulp of energy gel at transition, wind milking tears from our eyes on the cycle and the final 5 k limp. At this stage, the hill was now an insurmountable mountain that threatened to reduce me to a walk not to mention the wind aka tornado. I finally stumbled over the finish line straight into a Eutri pack of finishers but more importantly, a delicious flapjack oasis provided by Jimbo.

Tranent - 29th of March 2014

This is an annual race held in Tranent on the out-skirts of Edinburgh. The race is open to everyone: with the pool (750m) swim and facilities available it is an ideal event for beginners, whilst the fast course makes it the perfect start-of-season event for experienced triathletes. The race takes place in Tranent, East Lothian. The route will follow the same course as 2012. The 750m pool-based swim is followed by a 20km (ish) bike around the East Lothian countryside. The run takes place in the town of Tranent and follows a two-lap format.


Entry is via


Race Distances and route maps

This is a sprint distance race with a slightly short cycle route... Swim 750m (Pool swim in the Loch Centre, Tranent), Bike 18.3 km, Run 5 km.

Cycle Route

Run Route


 Note that two loops of the run should be completed before transition 2 at the loch centre.




Results and Photos

Photos from 2012

Photos from 2014:

Results 2014:

The view from the run route

By Chris Skakel

Tranent's running marshalls - AKA 'super-keen-run-team' - have built up a reputation over the past three years for being one of the most enthusiastic marshall teams in Scotland, and this year we did not disappoint! Our group consisted of myself and 7 other 'stationary' marshalls at every corner/traffic lights, plus one 'mobile' marshall whose job was to cycle around the run course to make sure that (a) the run course was operating smoothly and (b) to keep the marshalls enthusiasm at high levels! The run course consisted of two laps through the local estate. We set about the course at 8am on Sunday morning with 50 - yes, 50! - sticks of chalk in hand in order to brighten up the route and to bring some smiles to those tired faces.

Cycle Route Musings

By Barbara kohoutova

Brian’s minibus dropped me off, here I go
All alone on a pedestrian crossing in Elphinstone.
No signs of cyclists yet, but my bright vest seems to be crucial
As the cars are stopping, noticing I am a MARSHALL.
Villagers are asking all this morning,
‘Triathlon race’ is my answer to all as this Scottish accent is difficult for understanding.
While walking, jumping and getting a sun tan
Waving and smiling at me are two hot passing policeman!
Racers are coming, showing their skill,
Needing some encouragement as they approach the big hill.
‘Well done, keep going’ I shout to every single fe(male)
Completely missing on the flying Craig Dale!
To marshalls, racers and organizers go my big Thank you.

Tranent - A marshall's persepctive

By Lesley Cook

Tranent sprint triathlon, for many the first official race of the season and as such usually a day of freezing temperatures, torrential rain and gale force winds…not this year!! (well maybe we still had a little bit of wind!)

7.10am Sunday the 21st March saw a plethora of Eutri members rolling out of Edinburgh ready and raring to go (most of them!), and spurred on to reach their destination by some fantastic tunes!

After setting up, and deciding to leave the parked cars in the car park and not try bumping them to somewhere else as was suggested, competitors began to arrive thick and fast. Before long the quiet transition area was a sea of bikes which the Eutri massive delighted in roaming around in order to pick their favourite out of the large variety on show.

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