LEJOGLE 2020 – Day 10 Tales from the Road

My mood felt better than yesterday, but sunshine tends to have that effect. I knew I was heading towards home, and I was determined to enjoy the day. It wasn't long before people started appearing in laybys to wish me well. Some people flagged me down, to talk to me, but for others I rode on past, with an attempt at a cheery wave. ack on track, I started looking for a cafe for some breakfast, and I was in the mood for a full English to see me on my way. Soon I came across a lovely cafe by a river...

LEJOGLE 2020 – Day 9 Tales from the Road

I had only gone a few miles, not even as far as Penrith, but it was clear I needed this energy boost early on. I should have tried to sleep for longer in the camper, but when you know that time is ebbing away, and you've woken up, something in your brain tells you that if you are awake then you should be moving forwards.

LEJOGLE 2020 – Day 1 Tales from the road

The alarm went off way too early, considering this was going to be a long day. We had decided that we would travel to Cornwall and stay at my son’s house in Bodmin. It would be hassle free since he wasn’t going to be there, and it was close enough to Land’e End to be convenient...or so I thought. Unfortunately, whilst on a map it looked close, it was actually 50 miles away, and Google Maps estimated an hour & and quarter to reach Lands End. So for me that meant a grab and go breakfast to eat while we were moving.

LEJOGLE 2020 – The Emptiness

It's a common feeling when you've been preparing for so long for something so big. The crash that comes after the event. It comes regardless of whether you were triumphant, or things didn't go to plan. The success of the event is just a volume button really to the emptiness that is invariably felt once the euphoria (or disappointment) wears off.

A record breaking decision

For as long as I can remember, I've wanted to be good at something. When I say good I mean really good.
I've wondered what it would be like to be one of life's winners, as that's never been me.

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