The Background

A glass of fizz at the end of the C2C!

Last May (2013), I was bullied into cycling the coast-to-coast with a gang of 15 others, raising funds for the school PTA.  I've never been one for cycling before, so the prospect was not a pleasant one, but as my 'swansong' from the PTA, I reluctantly agreed.  We put in a few training rides, and I felt I was ready on the day, but it wasn't quite the 'breeze' I was expecting!

The first day (73 miles) was against a vicious headwind, and pretty hilly.  The second day (63 miles) was wet, windy and very hilly, and the last day (47 miles) was sunny, really hilly to start, then a gentle coast down to a lovely welcoming committee at Whitehaven.  I developed a nasty case of Cycling Tourettes on day 1 - every time I saw a hill, I would swear involuntarily.  But I'm proud to say that I pedalled every inch of the way, never once getting off to push!

At the end of the ride, I felt such a huge sense of achievement, and over the next few days, I started feeling very deflated.  There was no training to be done, no camaraderie, and no challenge to look forward to.  I felt a new goal had to be found, and so my mid-life crisis was born!

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