05/10/2012

Day 35 Porthmadog to Cardigan

To tell you the truth, this was the day that I couldn't get going. After pushing so hard all week to get back on track and having to do both cycle and run and those distances in one day, meant that I was spent.

It took a few hours for both Tricia and myself to motivate me to get going. After the normal breakfast, 1 liter of espresso coffee, half a bag of haribo's and a mouthful of honey, I finally got on my bike. By this time it was 9.45am, not a good start for the day.

It took a while to get into cycling and the hills didn't make it easier at all. Every muscle in my body was protesting against cycling and I had this conversation with my quads, "common lads, just this last 120 miles through Snowdonia National Park with it's great mountains and pretty scenery, I promise, then we'll rest OK,  dig deep boys"

                                                                                                                          As the day  progressed it got harder and seeing signs of flooding didn't sit well with me, however it seemed that we missed this one. We had lunch, and a great one at that, when Tricia asked me how my legs felt, my answer was in the lines of, "it felt as if I had first degree burns on the inside of my legs", and I wasn't joking.

After hours of fighting the tarmac and darkness falling, again..

I was almost in Cardigan and it appeared that my legs knew, as they suddenly became very heavy and it took all my persuasion to get them to the end.

06/10/2012

Day 36 Rest day

We found a gorgeous campsite just outside Cardigan, right by the sea and on a farm at a place called Mwnt. The farmer gave us a free pitch and all facilities, thank you so much!