I suppose most people at one stage or another have their ‘Road to Damascus’ moment. For me it was the day before my 50th Birthday. Am I going to be around to see my three amazing kids grow up, go to college and become adults? I had never undertaken any fitness really, and the only ‘sport’ I played was golf, which let’s face it, is not the most strenuous of workouts. Mentally possibly, but physically – definitely not.
So I gave up my 35 year cigarette habit and went on to electronic cigarettes. Gradually my health increased until I got to the stage that I felt I could really do something meaningful. Then came the opportunity to do a big charity cycle called the Paris2Nice which involves cycling 700km from Paris to Nice over 6 days. And so my journey began.
This blog is my diary of getting myself to the level of fitness required to successfully complete the Paris2Nice cycle, but also attempt to climb Mont Ventoux, the legendary ‘Bald Mountain’ of the Tour de France.
On the way I will be dealing with all sorts of issues, not least ‘Lycra’ and learning to ride a bike again
During this journey I will be raising funds for Console, the Suicide Prevention and Bereavement Counselling Charity. A very worth cause and one which I hope to raise €10,000 for.
A long journey ahead, but I know I’ll make it 🙂