It did seem like a good idea, it really did. Now though, after some further adventures on a bike I'm starting to think its about as far from a good idea as you can get.
Think about it, somebody who hasn't been on a bike in... about 8 years deciding to not only ride 54 miles for charity but to make this decision whilst not even owning a bike. As I mentioned in a previous blog on this subject I have acquired a bike - though the state of it was questionable. However, after a bit of routine maintenance the bike now seems up to the job, it's a shame I don't seem to be.
Having purchased a helmet (seems there's no such thing as a hairmet) I went for my first ride a little over a week ago and found the experience less than enjoyable. I know the theory that learning how to ride a bike is one of those things you never forget how to do but I think I came pretty close. It was a slightly wobbly wide to say the least. At one point - as I was riding out towards the country and suffer hayfever - I needed to sneeze and instinctively put my hand to my mouth. Big mistake - nearly wobbled and veered my way into a hedge.
I've also discovered I'm not ready for hills at this point. On the first ride I encountered a hill (probably no more than a gently incline) and simply got off and pushed. The second time I got halfway up and the third time - well I didn't actually bother. The only way I'm managing not to collapse at the mere thought of the big ride itself is the idea that it's all downhill. Which, apparently it is. Except for 2 huge hills, one about halfway through and one right at the end.
One further discovery this weekend is that riding in the sticky heat of a midday sun is not as fun as it looks. I find myself recalling stories of London marathon runners collapsing from heat exhaustion and wonder how much water I'll be able to strap to my bike.
Not that I'm worried.
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