The time has come.......

Bloody hell, I'm actually going to do this.

Not entirely sure how I feel about it at this moment.  So many questions: Will my knee hold out? Will my bike hold out? Will the other people on the ride think I'm a dick? Will I think they're dicks? Should I take a smart shirt for the last night? Will 4 Imodium be enough?

Thing is, I'm really not the sort of person who does mad physical group challenges. I think until I'd signed up for this pretty much on a whim I'd have laughed anyone out of the room for suggesting it. Yet here I am. And you know what, despite having multiple anxieties physical, practical and social, deep down I'm really, really looking forward to it. I love riding my bike, I love the countryside and I love an adventure. I'm going to meet a load of people who also love those things and are giving up their time and effort to do a mad thing for charity. I'm also getting out of my London liberal elite bohemian muso bubble for a bit, which can really only be a good thing. As my friend Mike said to me the other night - "It'll be good for you to spend time with people who don't know who Nurse With Wound are".

Before I embark - A huge, huge, huge thank you to everyone who has sponsored me, given me words of advice or simply put up with me wittering on about this for the last year. If anyone wants to hear (or rather read) any more witterings I will hopefully be updating this ere thing on a daily basis. (So yep, as well as being charidee exercise dick I'm now also dick with a blog. Sue me.)


Let's fucking do it.

Sx


Comments

  1. Very very very best of luck. Hope bike, knees, bum and all other vulnerable bits hold out. I think mix of extreme anxiety and "really really looking forward to it" is a perfect recipe for a great time. All the very best. And Mum says mind your fucking language. (Pots and kettles)
    Lots of love Mum and Dad

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