Here I am back at work in a grey London and already I am really missing my bike (which did get the name of Lightning by the end of the trip). It felt weird to get on a different bike to go to work this morning: it is a very small and old mountain bike (largely to deter the London thieves) but it still felt like I was having an affair whilst Lightning languishes in the care of Royal Mail.
Rob's comment that I would be missing cycling fairly soon after the end is turning out to be very true: I am planning to go to the gym tonight to get a bit of a cycling fix but spinning in a small stuffy room doesn't quite compare to cycling across Scottish moorland or freewheeling down a Country Durham hill...
When my bike arrives I may have to go for a weekend explorer - Helen and I came up with the idea of trying to cycle 100 miles in a day (surely such feats of human endurance are beyond mere mortals such as us...unless we stop for a boost bar every 30 minutes) so watch this space.
All I need to do now is get some more sponsorship - I am up to £500 so that means another £500 to go...
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