Way back in 2000, I was sitting on a train out of central Birmingham. I saw a free newspaper and, flicking through, I saw an advert: “Ride from London to Paris for the NDCS“.
Back then, I was did no sport. I was crazy about music, my friends were all crazy about music, and I . . . → Read More: Full Circle
Well, things are coming together for the race. My injured leg is hurting less (but still hurting – under ice at this very moment), my food is going to be there in time for me to pick it up, and the bike’s all packed for flying. Without using drops, I’m going to have to carry . . . → Read More: Music to get me pedalling again