Jeez. 😯
Worst “bike ride” of my life by a considerable margin.
Riding along the Thames path I’d been near enough to the pace this far but I just couldn’t get the pedals to turn. Stopped and for the first time in my life insisted I had to get the train, something was not right. Literall 30 seconds after we parted company I was sick for the first time. Rode to Weybridge station at 3mph. 10 minutes til a train to Clapham, (I had the most fortunate train times ever) and I got on laying next to my bike on the floor 😐
At Clapham I felt worse and worse, the world closed in on me and I fainted, luckily only for half a minute and I was already on the floor. I think people assumed I was exhausted after ride london. Luckily a saintly man from said ride helped me on the train and stowed my bike, spent the whole journey vomiting and laying on the floor shivering. Got picked up from the station and went home for 12 more hours of the same. Stomach is broken now.
None of the food or water I took on had got past my stomach, whatever virus I had picked up was in me and my body was preparing for removal, perhaps it could have given me a hint before I rode a bike 90 miles from home.
Cheers Ian, I really did enjoy some of it, excellent to meet the other guys, kudos for completing it.
James