Top positive review
20 people found this helpful
on 5 March 2014
OK, first things first - I was at secondary school with Martyn, so I have a sort of twisted inside view of this. I can confirm that he was utterly useless at football and by his mid-teens was already turning into a fairly sedentary lump. Not exactly "big-boned" but at least "well-padded".
It was therefore quite a shock a few years back when he popped up on Facebook with pictures of him running and cycling (and apparently no-one chasing him with knives). Not only that, he was doing triathlons. And not only that, he was doing the hardest type - the Ironman races.
This book takes you through how the hell he turned from dough-like couch potato (apologies for the mixed carbohydrate metaphor) into a lean, scraggy racer who has won stuff (there's a chapter all about how to win things, which mainly consists of doing your research and being old).
Be warned - his language is on the squishier side of ripe, so if you are easily offended this may not be for you. However, he produces some turns of phrase that had me actually laughing out loud and I mean that in a way that is no longer covered by the over-used 'lol'. His description of getting out of the freezing English Channel onto a boat was one of the funniest lines I've read anywhere in ages.
You don't have to be particularly into triathlons, keeping fit or even sport in general - for most of the book Martyn himself appears somewhat taken aback at what he finds himself doing. And it's not all knob jokes either - one chapter was surprisingly moving.
And this glowing review is not simply because I know him. To be honest I half expected it to be a load of old toss, but apparently he has been honing his writing 'style' in a regular column for a triathlon magazine. Which, like his physical exertions, seems to have paid off.
Buy it you buggers. You won't regret it.