Apparently the blog is live so this constitutes my first thoughts - I have a week to go until I set off to Lands End and my training is, I suppose, complete. Fitness seems fine - as is the trepidation (my right knee seemingly does not want to cycle the length of the country) - and here's an "interesting" fact that might indicate why - on one of many quite dull (but not 'work dull') rides recently I calculated (possibly accurately) that in order to get me successfully to John O'Groats, each knee will have to undergo approximately half a million revolutions. Fascinating. So training this week will be limited to a few trips around the block and a game of golf with Mess'rs Shields and Bale.
On the off chance neither knee packs up beforehand - I'm very excited about meeting up in Ayr with Chris and Jane (our Melbourne mates). Chris is going to cycle along with me for the last 6 days which will be fantastic - though again a bit of concern kicking in as I suspect he's been doing some secret training with Cadel Evans or something ! So am relying heavily on "on the go" fitness winning the battle over fatigue/knee woes)
Have attached pictures of my new bike (which despite Melissa's incessant attempts to name it "Betty") is still without name and/or gender. It's just a bike, a very nice bike - but just a bike - let's hope I still think so in 4 weeks !
John
NB - Chris, an admirable commitment on your part to stay up into the wee hours to watch Cadel lose yellow and Greg go close (well quite close).
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Cadel is a typical Aussie: he just wanted to share the yellow around before snatching it back painfully in the time trial. Just remembering it was this day two years ago(23/7) that the Tour de France finished and we were standing on the Champs d'Elysees watching one long blur ride past us a few times.
My "training" thus far has consisted of a 40km ride to my sisters at which point I ate a whole cow and needed a kip. I then realised on a typical day, that would consitute a morning tea break before doing the same thing another couple of times that day.
I have a feeling I committed to 6 days of cycling without fully accounting for the cost. One of the serious cyclists here tried to comfort me with "put it this way, after a few days you'll have killed the nerve endings in your butt so you probably won't even feel the saddle sores". What a pep talk!
See you in a few weeks!
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