LEJOG - Lowlights

The second half of day 1 we cycled along busy roads, up a couple of long hills, and further than I'd ever done before. And I set off a bit too fast, so blew up on the last ten miles. Consequently my body has ached ever since, and beginning each day with aches and pains and finding it difficult to sit down before a 100 mile cycle is tough. Shrewsbury to Preston was dour - busy roads once more, and I never want to see Warrington, Wigan or St Helens ever again. However, I would still rather live in any of those places than New Cumnock, on the way to Kilmarnock. The street savvy bit of me was screaming not to stop there for any second longer than required! Finally, the celebratory meal was probably the worst restaurant I have ever been to, and Kenny told the most inappropriate poem imaginable to end the night - it was a time to realise the enormity of the achievement, and for everyone to contemplate the reasons they had done the ride, not for telling silly jokes about failing sexual organs. What on earth was he thinking? But they're minor complaints really. All in all, it's been a fantastic achievement, and I'm glad to have shared the experience with everyone on the trip.