Foolish

Only the most foolish/hardcore 'cyclist'/cyclist would have set off on Wednesday. It was one of those days where if you'd shown a blind man the sky he could have told you it was going to rain.

By a miracle however it held off, postponed for the evening. Dead certainty said the lady at the tourist information office. Now only the foolhardy would consider camping on an evening like this. And even they would look on with pity at the village idiot who sets off the next day on a bike into a 50km/h headwind, driving rain, and on a public holiday.

I however had no such sense of perspective or judgement. I was that village idiot. Such things are 'character-building' however, that's the phrase they use when they make you do something you don't want to do isn't it? Either way, it either built character, resilience, or thigh muscle.

The tour's going well now, and I've done 6 days on the bounce. Tipped 2000k today, so have around 1550 to meet my Duckworth-Lewis target (adjusted due to the 2 weeks lost to illness). The weather brightened today as I pulled into La Rochelle which was a bonus, and there's a jolly to the Ile de Ré on the cards for demain.

Ed