FIRE FIGHTER CYCLE
After all those months of planning, getting my finances together, and training as much I can, it finally all comes to fruition. I'm back on the saddle and continuing my ride to conquer cancer. But no matter how much you try to schedule training into your daily routine, it's hard to get back into the rhythm or riding day in day out.
So I went a bit lighter on my first day back, a 100km ride down from Cairns to Innisfail. I felt relatively OK. Save for some headwinds, I still had enough energy to kick back at the end of the day and enjoy my stay with the Innisfail Firefighters who had graciously let me stay at their fire hall for the night. Had a great meal them and a great time sharing fire fighting stories. Thanks again boys!
Thank goodness they didn't have many calls that night, because in the morning... Holy Bejesus!
I haven't felt this sore in a long long time. Well actually since my last leg around the world in Thailand, but boy it's hard and shocking every time. It seems no matter how much training I try to do, riding like this is just something you have to throw yourself into the fire.
So on day 2, I tackled another 120km but this time the headwinds were only stronger and much hotter. It was like a hot furnace blowing into my face. I'm really hoping the winds will do me favor tomorrow. Despite the pain of starting back up again, I must tell you guys how glad I am to be riding again.
Ended my day camping with my buddies, who else, salt water crocs. Seems like we'll be getting to know each other real well by the end of this trip :)
Temperatures climbing to 42 C constant SE headwinds. Carrying 8 to10 litres of water. Sun is so extreme it burns me through my clothes and air holes in my helmet.
I am a fire captain and cancer survivor.
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