I am acutely aware that I have been droning on about The London Revolution for long enough now to bore you to tears. However, I wanted to sum up my whole experience as anyone reading this might find it helpful if they are contemplating this event or something like this.
The weekend definitely took me through a full cycle of emotions (and I don't excuse the double pun). Day 1 I was excited and apprehensive, but at no time did I try and qualify in my mind exactly what I was about to embark on. If you think about it too hard it just seems horrible and you would start questioning your sanity.
As we set off I kept focusing on taking on liquid (something historically I am not strong on) and pacing ourselves. However, it's the first time I have ridden with someone in a focused way and I was surprised about a few things.1 - how much benefit you get from sticking to the back wheel of even just 1 person (I was always under the impression that you needed a group to benefit)2 - how much another rider can motivate you and keep you pushing3 - the benefit of companionship on a ride, even if you don't natter all the time...
As the first day wore on I was a little concerned that our pace was too fast and unsustainable. This proved not to be the case, I suspect as a result of the benefits listed above, so as we finished day one on a bit of a high, buzzing with our initial achievement.
The morning of day two was nowhere near as painful or sore as I had anticipated. I remember this feeling I had in my muscles from early school days after a hard previous days rugby,so although the muscles felt a little raw I was confident that once we got going they would soon loosen up, which indeed they did.
Naturally the pace on day two was more subdued, as the body was simply not quite as fresh as the previous day, but also ate had Box Hill and Biggin Hill firmly in our minds. Box Hill is not so bad but the climbs round Biggin Hill were horrific. It's at this point that the emotions turned distinctly to despair, as the body and mind locked down and just focused on dragging the bulk up the climb. Certainly one of the things that kept me going was knowing that once the climb was done there would be a nice decent in to London to the finish. Whilst it wasn't quite a clear as that, it's what kept me going, conquering the climbs, albeit at my pace.
Emotions turned to frustration, agitation and disappointment as we hit London again. The congestion and attitude of many drivers on the Sunday dampened spirits for the final few miles as we struggled through parked cars and teems of queues to progress to the finish. Even Tower Bridge was a disappointment for the same reason.
The final 10 miles took in excess of an hour, quite possibly close to an hour and a half, and emotions were running quite low at this point as the anticipations of completing the ride started grow. Once we hit East of the city things opened up again and we were able to finish with a flourish, and with emotions turning to euphoria as the scale of our achievement took hold. We were proud.
The whole route was captured on my Garmin 800, but because it was split over 2 days I have now mashed the 2 days together and the whole route is presented on SportinigCircles here : http://www.sportingcircles.com/tracks/viewtrack/117-the-london-revolution
I also need to call out my bike. The WONDERFUL Specialized Roubaix Expert 2011 edition which performed flawlessly for me through the ride, despite the pressure I was putting it under. What a fantastic bike it is!
The London Revolution is certainly one of the hardest (and best) challenges I have ever completed, but in the words of the organisers Threshold Sports, I know that "more is in you" and fairly soon after the event my mind turned to the next challenge. Suddenly events like London to Paris or JOGLE seem like distinct future possibilities. My confidence is brimming and I need to channel it accordingly.
For the record, before I close this chapter, we came 103rd of 769 2 day riders averaging over 16mph over the 2 days. That was the icing on the cake for us. We know we cycled hard and put ourselves through the mill, and to get a result like that makes us feel a true sense of achievement and pride. My 2012 mile target now sits at a comfortable 885 miles, and well on track to achieve the total.
Finally, I mustn't lose sight as to why I'm dong this. Vanessa Riddle is an 11 year old girl with Neuroblastoma cancer, whose chances of beating the cancer are being tested to the limit due to the lack of treatment available on the NHS. Accordingly she needs to go abroad (Germany) where treatment is expensive. She is one of the gutsiest young ladies you could find, and is taking her challenge with such courage, determination and positivity that it makes what we achieved on the ride look like a walk in the park.
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Thank you.