Things I like about cycling:
- All the funny little hand signals that mean something very useful which, as yet, I do not comprehend
- All the shout outs back and forth through the pack warning of impending doom in the shape of pot holes, oncoming vehicles, slippery drains and other assorted obstacles
- Cycling along at the back of a group and riding their slipstream
- Lycra … yup, love it!
- The way everyone cycling in a pack looks out for each other and the team spirit
- Going fast down a hill (but only when you can see where it comes out, otherwise it’s just really scary)
Things I don’t like about cycling:
- Getting grit, flies, bugs, foliage, and random debris in your eyes
- Losing all feeling in your right foot from about 5 miles onwards
- Chuffing hills
- Helmets … yes, it has been proven that they are quite useful at keeping your head in tact in the event of a collision, but if done up tight enough to stay on your head, they are inevitably too tight for comfort and create several chins
- Ridiculous tan lines … such as panda eyes and interesting leg patterns
People were struggling, the going was hard. The few miles after the last drink stop, where people were questioning whether they could go on, were a relentless soggy climb. The rain set in. Not refreshing drizzle, but hard, wet torrential rain that turned the roads to rivers and soaked us to the bone. Still, those last 20 wet miles were a bit exhilarating.
Just 61 miles to go tomorrow before we reach Paris …