We’ve (Ollie has) driven 790 miles, taken two ferries, eaten three pizzas (plus chocolate, fries, crisps..a healthy car diet) and driven across the famous bridge from Denmark to Sweden (which cost us in excess of £30). We’ve had our last nights sleep before the big event and we’re enjoying breakfast before getting going. We have another 3-4 hours of driving to get us to Motala.
The weather last night and this morning was perfect cycling weather; not too hot, not too cold, no wind and no rain. Tonight’s forecast is rain, and wind.
P.s. I mean Ollie did the driving, not that he ate three pizzas, chocolate, fries etc. He had help with that.
It’s 10 days since I last went on my bike. I did a solo century. It was grim and my neck was in agony for days after, in fact I’m still having trouble with it, but much improved.
On the plus side my new shorts were great.
It certainly wasn’t the confidence boost I’d hoped for though and I’ve not even been slightly tempted to get on my bike since!
The jury is out on whether I will ride, if I do I honestly expect to give into the broom wagon but will of course give it my best, I’m just not over-doing it.
So, we’re on our way to the ferry (our accommodation for the night), the sea sickness tablets are packed ready! Hopefully a nice smooth trip so we can get some sleep ready for a 12 hour car journey tomorrow!
The weather forecast in Sweden is wet and windy (basically the stormy weather here is moving north)
More updates when I can.
Only 15 days to go.
Underprepared is one word for it! We haven’t even changed the car details for the ferry.
Last week, with less than 3 weeks to go and against all sensible advice, I changed my saddle. And then I changed it back and returned the new one. Now I have four pairs of bib shorts on their way, due to arrive tonight. One of them HAS to make my riding more comfortable. The lucky pair will have a shock introduction into the world of being worn and washed, because I have 14 days to wear them in.
“You want the washing machine?” … “Tough, it’s booked out to my bib shorts”
I’m kinda glad that all the motivational and preparation videos for the event are in Swedish – I don’t understand them and therefore it’s not real.
Father Grandbeing seems to think it’s achievable though, so I’m not worried.
Comfy shorts, fresh legs…I’ll probably win actually.
Yesterday morning, after writing my Spoons post late the previous evening, I turned up at the Grandbeing’s residence and asked for two spoons.., they came back with tyre levers. I think in Twitter-sphere they’d probably write #LoyalFollowers for a situation like that!
Just back off of my second ride of the day. Wasn’t able to go to the house with Ollie today as I was attending my last match as a Swindon Town FC Season Ticket holder, after something like 10 years. It was annoyingly at 1230, so I did a short 15 miler this morning and then my brother made us a route for this afternoon – and its quite sometime since the two of us went out on a ride. It was great. Hot. Hilly.
And in my first week of training (starting on Wednesday) I have clocked up 126.2 miles – so I am happy with that.
Several months ago, Father-Grandbeing suggested that we should start our training for Vatternrundan in May. It didn’t seem enough time, to me, but the year ran away with me – May arrived and I hadn’t really done any training. So taking his advice, I have been trying to get a few more miles in – on the two days that I went to work this week I cycled to (5 miles) and home (15 miles) from work.
Currently anything over 10 miles seems difficult, particularly on my Giant (Winter bike), so when at the 10 (out of 12) mile point this evening Ollie said “Well that’s one eighteenth of Vatternrundan we’ve just done – that’s okay isn’t it”. Noooo, no it isn’t okay, it’s hard and I can’t do it 17 more times in one go!!
Got to sleep – up early for a 30 miler. Looking forward to riding the Ribble on Sunday!
The trouble with transitioning between two houses, is that one bike is always at the other house – and this week that has meant that so are my tyre levers and tubes.
So today we took out the one spare tube we’ve got here and some tea spoons.
Luckily we didn’t have to use them, but I suspect I am going to have to take some with me again tomorrow!
It must be summer – the Ribble has emerged from hibernation and we went on a post work, post dinner bike ride. It was wonderful!
I’d forgotten how great the bike is. I nearly went over the handlebars when I first used the brakes – not expecting the instantaneous stop, but I soon got used to it again and we whizzed down some hills, raced along some flats and it was fantastic fun.
Bit weird having to dust it before I used it though!!