The task was simple. Find 19 people and get them to ride with me from London to Paris. Oh boy!
It’s a morbid thing to say, but I said recently to someone that if I died tomorrow, don’t feel sorry for me. I’ve crammed a lot into my years compared to some.
I managed to get a photo of Peter Sagan and with my free hand patted him on the back as if it that action alone would validate my meeting of him. I was now officially a Fan Boy!
I’ve written on here before about my reasons for entering this event (Dragon Taming) and to be honest at the time it was one of those situations where you did it and then said to yourself that you will think about it later. That later was last Sunday 11th June and now as I sit…
If I were to single out any particular lesson that I have learned during these thousands of miles and almost as many laughs along the way, it would be that it is only the limits one places upon themselves that prevent them from going further.