This is Gerry again...yes, that guy who pedalled along the fjords of Norway and negotiated the dodgy Rumanian border (customs were a NIGHTMARE). Now, it's from Lourdes to Casablanca...so I'm not sure if I should be wearing a white hat or a set of rosary beads to leave the airport...
Perhaps I should do both...
Anyway, now that I'm a seasoned cyclist I'll be dispensing my wisdom to all and sundry regarding everything my extensive expertise has given me (ahem!....) or perhaps maybe not...see I still fall off my bike with depressing regularity, bashing myself against rocks with gay abandon (every single offroad race run I've had has so far had its elements of blood loss), however at least I hope to entertain you with stories of other stuff....
Like how I love my Bianchi again after a long hiatus, or how riding in the sun is giving me the two tone tan yet again, or how my boss gives me funny looks for arriving late yet again pouring with sweat because my intervals training is actually riding as fast as I can to get to work in the ten minutes I've left myself after lazing along at home all morning....
You get the idea...
Good luck to everyone doing this one...and we hope for the best!
G.
