My charity ride....

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Being a keen cyclist and spending the last 3 years doing a lot of cycling, I found the Moonriders event on here and without a second thought, signed up.  I trained hard, gradually increasing my distance to beyond the 100km that I had planned to do.  Naturally my chosen charity was Macmillan.

So all week i'd been feeling a bit off, Thursday in particular I didn't feel right.  Woke up Friday morning will full on symptoms of flu.  Crap.  So apart from a last minute dash to the bike shop in Nottingham to have a rear cassette fitted on my bike (the route was released and boy was it hilly, not expecting that at all so i needed the cassette to give me more of a chance of getting up the many hills!!) I was laid on the settee in my dressing gown, eating constantly to get my energy levels up.

Time to set off, dragged myself in the shower, got my stuff together and set off.  Took just over 2 hours to get to the start point.  Registered and got changed.  I'd planned my ouftfit based on the weather forecast, 13 degrees it said, fine that's normally the temperature when I'm driving to work so arm warmers, Macmillan jersey and high vis gillet was the outfit of choice.  Was cold though, eek.

Set off just after 11pm (normally bed time!!) through London.  Very quickly the groups were splitting up because of the traffic lights every 10 yards, the only directions were pink triangles on lamp posts etc. I didn't see any so just followed anyone I could.  Couldn't wait to get out of London, it was busy, manic and a bit tense.  But I should have been grateful for that....

Out of London into the suburbs it went very dark.  We had to have a good front bike light and a helmet light.  My 1 watt bike light was totally crap and I may as well have not bothered.  My helmet light was better, giving a dim circle of light in front of my wheel, but the weight of the helmet gave me a headache.  So I find myself, cycling along on pitch black country roads (I was cold at this point) thinking 'why the hell am I doing this, I feel like shit, I'm freezing and I want to go home'.  After a while I realised that I hadn't seen any lights from other riders for a while, great I'm flipping lost!  I stopped and rang the emergency number they gave us, but they said turn round and retrace your steps.  Wonderful.  So again, pitch black country roads, all alone and I am thinking if I ride over a pot hole, fall off, get run over, who the frigging hell will know???

Made it back on route and decided I would find someone with a good light and stay with them.  Easier said then done, I'm quite a fast cyclist and couldn't find one at my speed, so remained alone.  Food stop approaching, great, dying for a wee and in need of a rest.  Felt poorly at this point, racked my bike, went to the tent, glass of pop and burger and sat down.  Couldn't eat a thing.  A Macmillan support worker was there, she was great, got me some cake, got my water bottle off my bike and filled it up, offered me sugary tea and a big hug, fantastic.  So off I went again.  The final 2 hours were hard, the terrain was very hilly, steep hills, one which I walked up (I didn't see anyone cycle it!) then just as I reached the top, the sky was becoming lighter and I could see the Brighton lights!  I was elevated.  Still alone and picked up the pace because my rubbish light wasn't so bad now, and I knew I was nearly there, dad will be so pleased....

Didn't last because I got lost again, my chain came off, but I stayed determined and found the end point, my husband was waiting which was lovely (although I got lost so I came in the wrong way to everyone else but hey ho) and I made it, I did it despite feeling rotten!  Took some pictures to send to dad, Ross (husband) had my breakfast because I still felt too ill to eat and we set off back home, 4 and a half hours drive and then I was laid in my bed.  I did it!!

I've raised nearly £1,000 for Macmillan and I'm pleased.   :)

Do you know how many toilets there are when you leave Brighton to reaching the M1???  None.  That's it, not one services!  I was very close to having to relieve myself in my water bottle,..... lol

 

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  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    grrr it didn't post...

    Whoooooooooo hooooooooooooooooooooo Molly you must be so pleased and I bet your dad is so proud and I am pleased and proud! And impressed. I need a lie down just after reading it!!

    Wow. I am very proud of you... in  the dark as well blimey...

    Brilliant.

    Biggest hug to you

    Little My xxxxx

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Well done Molly, cant say I was with you all the way, cant ride a bike, allthough my eight year old grandson has let me have his stabelizers, but got no bike......so an even bigger well done from me xxx

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    What a star you are xxx

    Do you think they would do a sponsored lie on the settee and watch the box,  coz unfortunately that is about my fitness level :)

    Well done, hope you got hubby to run you a hot bath and give you a massage to ease those aching muscles.

    Hugs Helen xxx

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Amazing, well done, you are an inspiration to us all. Peanutx

  • FormerMember
    FormerMember

    Molly

    You need to buy a she-wee!  No more worries about loos - even in the middle of a very dark night!

    I am impressed by your endurance - so well done you!  

    Lots of love, Ann x