The Dilemma

I think i may have a problem. I’ve been on a bike for the last 9 days and my legs hurt. During the London to MC ride I had fantasies of stripping my bike down, selling the parts – leaving only the frame which i would hang from a wall (or put in the attic) much as one would a moose or a wildebeest.

Why then do i find myself sitting in front of my computer on a Wednesday evening (having only been back home for 3 days) looking at cycling trips. The route below depicts the coast to coast route. There is a very useful website with tips, places to stay and companies who will take all the hassle out of the trip. http://www.c2c-guide.co.uk

The question i keep coming back to is how long would it take? The website suggests 3 to 4 days is the norm (http://www.c2c-guide.co.uk/34-days/) but that under 24 hours is possible.

It certainly could be an interesting 24 hours… A bike, lights, a waterproof and whatever food and spares you can carry. Coast to coast in 24 hours…. for Joe Martin’s reference the record is currently held by Joel Toombs and Matt Shorrock at 7 hours 53 minutes and 03 seconds west to east on September 28th 2012

Could I really be considering getting back on the bike…….

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It couldn’t be done

It Couldn’t Be Done
by Edgar Albert Guest

Somebody said that it couldn’t be done,
But, he with a chuckle replied
That “maybe it couldn’t,” but he would be one
Who wouldn’t say so till he’d tried.
So he buckled right in with the trace of a grin
On his face. If he worried he hid it.
He started to sing as he tackled the thing
That couldn’t be done, and he did it.

Somebody scoffed: “Oh, you’ll never do that;
At least no one has done it”;
But he took off his coat and he took off his hat,
And the first thing we knew he’d begun it.
With a lift of his chin and a bit of a grin,
Without any doubting or quiddit,
He started to sing as he tackled the thing
That couldn’t be done, and he did it.

There are thousands to tell you it cannot be done,
There are thousands to prophesy failure;
There are thousands to point out to you one by one,
The dangers that wait to assail you.
But just buckle it in with a bit of a grin,
Just take off your coat and go to it;
Just start to sing as you tackle the thing
That “couldn’t be done,” and you’ll do it.

End of day 8

It’s fair to say its been a long week. It seems like a month ago that we set of from London. It’s been hard, challenging, painful but also a lot of fun and an absolutely amazing experience (not to mention diet plan).
A different hotel every night, your every need thought of and taken account of before you’ve even realised it. The routine, the team spirt that only comes with shared experience and goal will all end tomorrow. And I have to admit I’m a little sad.

However for experiences like this to work they have to end. The important thing is you start them.

We’ve been told it’s a relatively easy run into Monte Carlo tomorrow but I don’t believe them.

See you at the casino.

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End of day 5

Today we cycled 94 miles from Moulins to Montbrisson. Tomorrow the hills start to come into play as we cycle 98 miles to Grenoble. We past the half way point today, in terms of mileage, which was a great boost. Temperatures have remained high and the promise of a pool at the hotel tomorrow should see everyone peddling that bit harder.

The scenery has been stunning with our route taking us through at least half a dozen towns or villages a day. To stop a take all the photos I’d have liked to is not possible but the below is a good example.

I’ve also been struck by the fantastic way we’ve been received. After I had my accident I popped in a local tabac to regroup and the staff and customers immediately began dressing my wounds and force feeding me arnica pills.
Earlier today a couple of us stopped at the top of a particularly tough hill. Within minutes a local gentleman had us in his kitchen filling up our water bottles and wishing us luck. He mentioned something about my belly being a little too big for such a ride but I’ll put that down to translation issues.

Looking forward to a good night sleep but know I will be dreaming of the hills to come……

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