Sadly, folks, I
have abandoned my attempt to beat the record for
riding around Australia. The muscle tear I
sustained on Day 25 is just not getting better.
On the 150km ride into Port Hedland this morning
it steadily worsened until I was again pretty
much pedalling with one leg, despite strapping
and Nurofen, and very thankful for a tailwind.
Iím booked on a plane back to Sydney tomorrow
from the Port Hedland Airport which is just
across the road from a caravan park where I have
a cabin for tonight.
As you can
imagine, Iím very disappointed. Before setting
out, I thought it was possible but not probable
that I would beat Eugenís outstanding record and
that any successful attempt would rely on a lot
of luck. However, by Day 20, I began to believe
that I was going to do it. My bike and body
were responding positively to everything I asked
of them and perhaps I became over-confident.
my whingeing about being near my limit and my
complaints about it being no fun, I have
relished the experience and will always value
it. There is something spiritual and cleansing
(and certainly selfish!) about being totally
absorbed in a mission that completely dominates
your existence for an extended period of time.
There is an immense sense of freedom in riding
through the outback, or through sleeping towns,
at night. There is a great sense of
accomplishment in feeling the kilometers click
by and reaching goals that you doubted were
possible. Not least, there is a lot of joy in
being able to eat and drink whatever you like!
Will I have
another go? I donít know, but it has crossed my
mind. However, there are also a lot of other
challenges on my list.
support I have received during my ride has been
both overwhelming and inspirational. I am very
grateful for all of your messages and can only
wish that I had delivered the desired result for
all of us.