2 medals in 2 weeks! |
What a fortnight! Today's Palace to Palace marks the completion of my longest organised cycle ride to date, and although it is not a timed race, but an opportunity to raise funds for the Prince's Trust as well as for networking - I cannot help but apply the mindset of a marathon runner to the Bike ride - and have a few noticeable differences to a running race. In an organised bike ride:
- there's no time to linger at the start (and almost missed my team start at 802am!), your hands are not free once you are summoned to the start line - no time to retrieve unworn sunglasses, unstarted GPSes (if it is in your bag), the only way to do anything is to stop
- it's a lot easier to pass the 'talk test' although one has to multitask well, and watch the traffic when roads are not blocked
- the more gears available the better for killing those hills!
With multiple starts/stops with my companions - I managed to make the 45 mile distance from Buckingham Palace to Windsor castle in just over 4 hours - if only this was a marathon time! The level of exertion isn't as bad as I thought (as you can stop!!) and I skipped 2/3 of the drinks stations!
Also received a lot of nice comments from those overtaking me on a Brompton - as if I am already in fancy dress (in cycling terms today: hiring a Boris bike to tackle the distance, Tigger suit, Tandems)
"I dont know how you do it in a Brompton!"
"I take my hat off to you!"
"If you had used a road bike you wouldve been a lot faster!!"...
The truth is, it wasn't that difficult - the Brompton foldable is actually a powerful machine- despite its small wheels, I was able to tackle all of the hills during the course without once getting off the bike :)
The other advantage of it is being able to get on London Public Transport at the crack of dawn (first bus 615- at 4 degrees celsius and when it was still pitch dark outside! and then on the Piccadilly Line - eastbound to Hyde Park corner!)

Richmond Park usually means hills to me, and glad to report, what I saw today wasn't the worst i have seen, as we were going downhill into Ham! skipped first drinks station (as it was too early after the first rest break ) and headed onto kingston - back along the river - bushy park - a308 along kempton park - only too familiar!
into Lower sunbury - and shepparton....yeap, walton on thames - past the road of the chicken run....and near 'yes- the meadow with lots of cows!' and across Chertsey bridge...a glimpse to the right, my usual 10k training route back home...
and into Chertsey - past a particularly hilly run through Lyne and into 'single file cycling only' territory - a stone's throw from my new-home-and playground-to be...new parks and heathlands to explore...and then more hills, up and down...but after some adjustment to the height of my seat....I stayed on the saddle through all of these..
at times it feels like a downhill ski, when I duck my head to let the wind pass on top of my helmets...whooaa..what a feeling.
and into Virginia Water, Englefield Green - yep, very familiar territory, and the big downhill into Old Windsor (it was only in late spring that we did a group run through runnymede on this) - all in all..very recent.
Into windsor, when fellow cyclists 'oohhed and ahhed' to stop and take pictures of the Home Park , and the first glimpse of Windsor Castle. I didnt need to. All done so many times before...and then, to the final miles, to Windsor Racecourse..
It was closer to noon, and traffic was building up in the area to what turned out to be a day of cool but clear blue skies. We were asked to use the footpath, which wasn't easy to navigate. Almost there, but no final dash allowed...felt a bit like the cobblestones last week into Grand Place of Brussels! Seeing riders coming out from the finish riding with their medals round their neck only kept me going...
Finally...Windsor Racecourse came into sight. and the finish line was there! Yes! Another medal to add to the collection!
some food and drink and to catch up with my colleagues and friends who have arrived before me - it was lovely to have made it!
Slightly refueled and decided to dodge the 1 hour wait for the next train home - I rode the extra mileage home, in 35 minutes. Knowing that the moment I stop and wait , I will get colder and my legs would seize up, I didn't regret this decision.
It has been a long day - and a long 2 weekends. What next? all i can think of now, is a good night's sleep and any tensions and pains to go away. :)