Friday 24th October
Just completed 1st training cycle of any real length - 66 miles (108kms) to Moel Famau and back, with Matt (pictured above)
This is 39 miles more than any previous ride... and the body knows it!
By-passing breakfast in anticipation of a 'full English' at Eureka cafe seemed sensible, until we arrived at Eureka (15miles later) and it was shut... great start
Starved of fuel, the legs start cramping up a few miles further on but we carry on regardless and eventually reach the White Horse pub in Cilcain, high in the Welsh Clwydian hills at 12.30pm. Sun shining and a great spot for lunch and rehydration (2 halfs of Jennings please)
For 35 minutes, all is ok with the world again... but a further 32 miles later, and back home - with legs spasming, knees swollen, organs failing and I am (for the 1st time) slightly concerned about what lies ahead...
Prior to today, 100kms a day seemed straightforward. After today, I feel it will be at least a week before I am medically able to venture onto the saddle again.
1200kms, 12 days, much bigger hills and much higher temperatures?
hmm... no thanks!
1 comment:
Looking forward to the next installment.
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