Well I didn’t win and I didn’t finish, but I certainly don’t regard myself as a loser, although obviously I’m somewhat disappointed.
I rode my bike much farther than I have ever done before…it was a long, long road!
The Transcontinental Race was hard, very hard but certainly doable. It really did test every ounce of my physical strength, resolve, sanity and my will to continue. Unfortunately I was struck down with a gastrointestinal virus 500kms or so from the finish. Sometimes events are just so unfair but as is usually the case you get over it eventually.
The race threw everything at us, very high temperatures, sustained headwinds over days, more than enough gravel, mountains, barren landscapes, horrendous traffic, packs of dogs and overly long periods of solitude all contributing to the emotional strain of the journey…but what an adventure!
Hopefully I can make sense of the last two weeks sometime soon and recall and share my story.
Pop back shortly.