What AM I doing?..

Some people may choose to categorise this as some kind of minor mid life crisis. If it is, at least it’s a benevolent one. I could be staring down the bonnet of a Porsche, through the handlebars of a Harley Davidson…. or possibly worse. Instead I find myself standing at the start line of my first 100 miler, which will form part of my haphazard training for a ride which is slightly more challenging in only 3 months time.

What I’m contemplating is a 800 km ‘ride to work’, alone and unsupported. Honestly speaking, I’m utterly, utterly unaware of what it actually means to attempt a challenge like this. Am I prepared? I honestly don’t know. I believe I can do it, I’m just not sure yet how much it’s going to hurt.