It's been two years since I last rode a hundred miles. Two years since cramp,sweat and a short night's
sleep. Two years of getting older, unfitter. Two years of more food, more drink.
But like all addicts I needed that fix. The buzz of whizzing down car-free streets, enjoying the camaraderie of like minded fools.
So last year, I did the 46 mile Ride London. But it wasn't the same. Like Rugby Sevens, it was quick and fun but ultimately unsatisfying.
So two years after doing the 100, I'm back...but still looking like a bear on a tricycle.
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