Sometimes in order to heal what's broken you need to get back in the saddle again. Literally. So I rode another 1200. And instead of losing it all, I found myself again.
Making someone face palm mid-interview is a gift, right? Questions in this video included: why do you ride a bike? What's the deal with white wine vinegar? Will you ever come back to racing? What was it like having your family with you during PBP? And of course: What's next?
PBP. A ride I'd been thinking, planning, and training for for over a year. So did it go to plan, and was it everything I ever hoped it would be. Don't be silly, that wouldn't make a very good blog now would it?
I must admit it was pretty cool when the press got wind of what I was doing and asked to cover my 'Road to PBP' story. Now? I'm not as sure now as some of the 'facts' aren't how I would tell it. I guess it's always strange to hear how others describe me. But I'll leave it to you to decide.
When considering a 1000km ride over three days, one could be overwhelmed by the distance. Disheartened after two days of never ending headwind. Demoralised with the hours and hours of rain squalls. Or one could consider how many stories and dad jokes one could fit into all that time on the bike. Always look on the bright side of life!
And now for something completely different. "Settle in and buckle up; this is a fun, deep, long and laughter filled episode of Sparta Chicks Radio."
Once upon a time someone mentioned the idea riding 600km without sleeping. #itseemedlikeagoodideaatthetime The end.