The bags are packed, water bladder filled and calories are counted.
The clothes are wrangled, socks picked out and shoes dried.
Calories are counted, packed and stashed.
The bike is tuned, re-tired and ready.
I’ve been eating pasta supper after pasta super all day today,
In fact, I just finished my last supper before the ResuWrection 100 mile ride.
Hopefully my brain bucket will not be lined with thorns.
Soon I sleep and once I rise, the banana is out, coffee pot cleaned and goat ready to be sacrificed.
Ok. So maybe I’m not going to sacrifice a goat.
Yet.
Though I’ve been resting all day for tomorrow, my mind has been racing.
Do I have everything? What’s the weather? How much wind? How many calories? Are these tires too skinny? Does the chamois butter make my arse look big?
That’s right dear reader, for a hundred mile ride, I’ve bought arse lube to prevent chafing.
It’s apparently coconut scented but I’m not going to test for flavour.
Maybe after the ride…
All that remains is to sleep, eat and rid…
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