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I'm an average Jo beginning to dabble in the blogging world. Here I'll put down my thoughts, observations and experiences as I weave through my thirties.

Sunday, 9 June 2013

After months of training, Nightrider 2013 arrived!


Nightrider is a unique 100km challenge which see those taking part cycle through the streets of London in the middle of the night.

Personally, I think this challenge was far harder than the half marathons I have completed in the past, probably due to my complacency at the start of training when I thought that because I would be sitting on a bike, it would be far easier. This was not the case which I quickly realised when we began our long training rides.


The starting area at Alexandra Palace


We arrived about 45 minutes before our 12.05am start time at Alexandra Palace. We felt good, albeit it little tired and chilly from the wind, however once we were underway, speeding down the hill, we quickly forgot our tiredness and the cold.

Now, I know I don’t have the greatest knowledge of our Capital, only really visiting London once or twice a year, and despite having looked at the profile of the ride beforehand, I was of the understanding that Alexandra Palace and Crystal Palace were the only killer hills – this was not the case! As soon as we got to the bottom of Alexandra Palace hill, a kilometre or two from the start, the first big incline began. Some riders were already beaten, dismounting to walk to the summit, however we kept peddling.

About 15 kilometres in we reached central London, dodging traffic and revellers enjoying the night life. As we approached Piccadilly Circus, passing all the exclusive nightclubs we hit a traffic jam! Joining the queue we were surrounded by London buses, taxi cabs, tuk tuks and the most amazing car showroom – Porches, Lamborghinis, Ferraris and Bentleys to name a few. Slowly we edged forward and made our way to the river, cycling alongside the Thames and crossing it numerous times.


 The amazing sights of London by night
 
Normally when I’m in London my time is limited because of what is known as The Last Train Home so I have never really seen the spectacle that is, London at night. Seeing all the historic and iconic buildings lit up and shown at their best was truly amazing. Especially as there was little traffic and no crowds, it did feel like we were being let on in a little secret that nobody else, apart from our fellow Nightriders, knew about.

Onwards and soon upwards we peddled. At about 30km we passed the WaterAid offices in Durham Street and shortly after began the climb to the top of Crystal Palace. The majority of the  incline through residential roads was relatively gentle and I could keep up with a comfortable speed, then, with about a kilometre or two to go, the real climb began. Again, I managed this mini challenge with relative ease which was a huge boost to my confidence.

Shortly after we reached the top the decent began and we took our first pit stop at the 40km mark. After a 20 minute rest and having taken on board some sweets, energy drinks and doused our sore muscles with pain relief gel, we continued.

The pit stop at Crystal Palace

Similarly to the decent of Alexandra Palace hill once we reached the bottom we were faced with another hill, although this time the hills kept coming. I lost count of how many there were and they were beginning to take their toll on my legs – the burning sensations I experienced on our last long training ride were kicking in. The wind had also picked up; as we passed through Blackheath it felt at times as though we were being pushed backwards.

The new day was dawning and as it did the realisation that we still had a long way to go. Descending towards the Thames again, we stopped just shy of Tower Bridge for our 60km pit stop. Further fluids and sweets were taken on board, and another application of our pain relief gel before we sat back onto, what was swiftly becoming, the most painful seat you could imagine.

Sitting on that again seat was worth it though, cycling across Tower Bridge with barely anyone else around is now a moment I will remember forever. I have always marvelled at the London Marathon runners crossing that landmark and wondered how amazing it must be, now I have some understanding.

We then turned towards Canary Wharf, cycling through residential roads before reaching the financial hub. Shortly after leaving Canary Wharf, we made it to our final pit stop with 16 kilometres left.

 
Canary Wharf
 
We were stiffening up, struggling to move, wanting to sit but our only seat caused immense pain. Five minutes relaxing on the grass stretching out made a huge difference. The mood here was different to other pit stops, much quieter, however the smell of various pain relief gel was stronger than before. We were not the only ones suffering, many other cyclist were succumbing to the heady mix of Voltarol and Deep Heat too!

After a short break we began our final push. I noticed that everyone’s speed was far slower than before. A small boost was had when we joined a group where one cyclist was playing Bob Marley music through a speaker. It was that little extra kick I needed.

Slowly we approached Alexandra Palace. I knew I would struggle up this hill and I certainly did. The burning in my legs was extremely intense as we climbed the last 500 metres, but for the first time, we had a few spectators cheering which was an energy boost in itself. I had to pause a couple of times as I climbed, not wanting to walk after a 20 second break I would continue until I reached the summit where John was waiting.

We crossed the finish line together at about 7.30am and collected our medals. I must admit, there were a few tears - a mixture of happiness, achievement, relief, pain and complete exhaustion!

 
The finish
 
This is an amazing challenge which I recommend people try. You see the magnificence of London in a unique way. However, as you can tell from this blog, it is tough, but as we prove, you don’t need to be a top cyclist with expensive equipment to complete it. As we cycled we saw people on a whole range of bikes; fold up, tandems, mountain, hybrid, road and bikes that are so old you wonder how the wheels are still turning.

Twelve hours since we completed the challenge, I ache all over, even my arms are painful which is surprising since they didn’t really go much! However, it is a pain I am enjoying, we have raised a huge amount for WaterAid which makes every ache feel worthwhile.

Would I do it again? Ask me in a few weeks when I can walk and sit with ease again!

My husband and I undertook this challenge to raise money for WaterAid. If you would like to retrospectively sponsor us, just click here.

Sunday, 2 June 2013

The Nightrider countdown


It is less than one week until we embark on the 100 kilometre Nightrider challenge through the streets of London!

Our event numbers
 
As with many things in life, socialising with friends has a tendency to ebb and flow, currently it has been in full flow with hen/stag weekends, weddings and reunions. All this fun, along with the recent appalling weather, has been playing havoc with our training plan and I am now left feeling extremely underprepared for what awaits me.

We did, however manage a 77 kilometre ride on Bank Holiday Monday through the sunny back roads of Kent from Gillingham to Broad Oak via Herne Bay. It was a lovely ride, and one I am sure we’ll do again, however it has put the fear into me. I now understand what the phase “feel the burn” actually means! After approximately 40km every incline we hit the muscles in my legs would burn and sting. It is far from a pleasant feeling, however a mid-climb rest stop for a few seconds would reduce the pain enabling me to continue the slog to the summit before the burn would overpower once again.

On Thursday we went on a planned visit to London and decided to take a look at our starting point – Alexandra Palace. On the night if I have not already been finished off by the previous six hour cycle ride, the last kilometre or so will certainly do just that!

I always knew Alexandra Palace and Crystal Palace, one of the other landmarks we pass, are on the top of long, steep hills, however I was unprepared for reality. I think blissful ignorance would have been the best thing for me as it has contributed to feeling completely out of my depth.


The London skyline from Alexandra Palace

I know I’ll get round the course, there is no question of that, but it is going to be a lot tougher than I originally anticipated.

We are putting ourselves through this pain and sleep deprivation to raise money for WaterAid, a charity which brings clean water, sanitation and hygiene education to those not as fortunate as ourselves to have taps and toilets in their homes.

I would like to thank all those who have sponsored us so far. If you would like to sponsor us, just click here.