It’s just over two weeks until departure. Preparations have not gone too badly – I had aimed to lose another stone by now, but I’m fairly pleased with the near two stone that I have shed. The training programme was interrupted by the late winter we endured in February and March, but I have managed to get a few longish rides in, including a two day 100+ mile round trip to Newcastle at the end of last month.
Cycling on the continent is a much less stressful experience for sure than in the UK. Who thought it was a good idea to put bikes, buses and taxis in the same lane? And what is the point of a cycle lane that appears for a hundred yards, then disappears, or one that has parked cars in it? Then there are the motorists who can’t bear to be delayed for a few seconds, and who think you have eyes in the back of your head, and the 11 year olds who threaten to “bray” you as you ride past them.
I’m easing off for the last couple of weeks – I’ve had the bike serviced, so I’ll just keep myself ticking over until departure.
Can’t wait.
The Trick Cyclist 