At 7am I got on my turbo trainer in the lounge-diner of the rented flat for an easy 40minute spin to work the legs. Keeping close eye on my heart rate, I felt almost bored but at least B had got up and joined me for a chat and so did Al who was the last to arrive (with partner Mylène of course) the evening before. Next I headed back outside for a 15 minute run where I spotted plenty of other athletes out and about – walking to or from the beach, jogging around town, or pedalling off on their bikes. Tenby was coming alive and pretty much everyone was involved in the Ironman in some way or another!