You may have noticed references to Allan on the site. So who is Allan and where does he fit into, (pardon the pun) ‘twooldgirls.com’?
Allan is my husband and ace supporter! He describes his own athletic ability as, quote, “Not fast, not pretty, but there”.
Since day one he has been my support crew. In the early days he’d often get a pathetic call from me, “I’ve bonked, bring me rice pudding.” And of course, he did.
He’s since honed his support skills to the point where he has been Mr Chill on several training camps around the world.
He’s the one who will always wait for the looney triathlete who can’t read maps, or decides they’re going to have a wee nap on the Ali i Drive, just 10 minutes into a 40km ride.
He has missed dinners because someone needs picking up at the airport, got up at the crack of dawn to ferry me to races, drive back to our accomodation because I’ve forgotten something, and stood for hours in the pouring rain to be there on the finish line, waiting to welcome me home.
He is also Jan’s wine partner. When we lived in Brisbane Jan would often just drop in, a couple of bottles of wine in hand, one for the fridge and one for Allan and herself to chew the cud over.
He is the rose between us two old thorns that make up ‘twooldgirls’.
He checks my spelling, never argues and has the perfect response all men should master for any wife/woman – ”Yes dear”.
This is Big Al!