The plan was simple: Put bikes in the boot on Saturday morning, drive to France, have a chilled Sunday to eat and spin the legs out, climb Mont Ventoux by three different routes on the Monday, eat all the food, and be back in London by Tuesday night.
I was enjoying the simplicity of having one gear; there was nothing to do but pedal or pedal harder, and I quickly learned to keep off my brakes.
Lincolnshire. ALREADY?! The blue sky and bright green grass matched our jerseys. We laughed at how flat the roads were and my brain dared to think that maybe this whole thing wasn't going to be as hard as we'd worked ourselves up for.
So LEL has become my A-L-L and I think, after all this prep time, I’m ready to do it NOW.
Sometimes in life, the opportunity arises to interview yourself. Yes. That's right, you are about to read an interview between Past Jess and Present Jess. Narcissist, me? How very dare you. The fact that this post is being written means one thing though; you've met the rest of the LEL team now, and there's only …
Finding those hidden roads, tracks, hills and declines on two wheels is a wonderful thing to be able to do. And with friends by your side, that's what it's about for me.
If something doesn’t change, the various gaps that exist between male and female athletes will never become any narrower.