This journey began as a bet between two friends. Would I cycle to Paris if my friend bought me a Monaco. That was just the beginning, it has evolved into a personal struggle to prove I can do what I set my mind to and an opportunity to raise some money for an organisation I'm involved with in Edinburgh.

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Saturday, 11 April 2009

I've been meaning to tell you...

I have put this off long enough to allow my mind to accept what I saw some days ago.

I was cycling to work when I was overtaken by a more enthusiastic cyclist on a road bike who was wearing cycling shorts. That in itself is not unusual but what was really disturbing about this was that the shorts he was wearing appeared to be made from stretch see-through Lycra. We were proceeding up a hill and his technique was to stand up on the bike pedals and flex his sweaty arse muscles at me. As his bike was faster than mine and I was unable to overtake him I was forced to look into his athletic undulating bum hole for the last few minutes of my ride to work. It was an image that was to haunt me for days before a punishing migraine managed to push that image out of my head long enough to stop having nightmares.

All I can say is, I promise never to inflict that kind of attire on anyone, ever.
at 22:08
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