Day 3- 54 miles. It wasn't as kneasy as I thought.

So the final day of cycling. I woke up at 6.30am decided it would only be fair to make Jonathan a drink as he had sorted me out the day before. I also made myself a blackcurrant diarolyte, now when I buy the sachets at the chemists I always feel the urge to explain what they are for as I do not want them to think I have diarrhea. I finished off the blackcurrant drink to rehydrate myself from the night before, even before the alcohol I had been quite dehydrated. The simple thing you can do at home to see if you are perfectly hydrated is the Sprite-Lilt-Fanta test next time you are powdering your nose. Lets just say I came in at Fanta and I was hoping for more of the Lilt look. Again we got ready, had a full english and vacated the room, although we left a bit of a smell as the number of protein bars, energy drinks and meat consumed in the last couple of days had taken its toll on our stomachs. We also had a conversation on how much money it would take to go back to Bristol and to start the challenge all over again. I was feeling quite confident and cockily said £250.

Again we got a briefing from the organisers, a few hills some undulations blah, blah, blah by this stage everyone just wanted to leave. So off set the Four Musketeers, now the mechanics had sorted me out a treat; they had added some new brake pads and greased my chain again, it was definitely worth the cup of tea and Pepsi I had got them in the bar last night. We left and on the first hill I felt a twinge in my knee, an old football injury so I took a couple of Ibuprofen tablets to try and mask the pain. It had hurt slightly in the last two hours of the day before's cycling but an Ibuprofen tablet and the alcohol had kept it at bay.

Jonathan looks as if he is struggling

The morning, before the waterstop (as the distance was only 54 miles there was only one stop before Land's End) was quite hilly and after one hill I was actually in front of Jonathan for the first time so I took a picture. Considering he is in his 50s, he was a lot fitter than I will ever be and this advantage didn't last long. As the morning progressed my knee started hurting more and more, like a right Diva I was letting the other musketeers know and getting loads of sympathy. We then came across another two cyclists Mark and Dave (who had previously cycled with Andy on Saturday) so we started cycling as a bigger group and a guy I will refer to as Cornish Pirate (he was wearing a Cornish cycle top and knew the route very well), I think his name was Andrew. We cycled as the Magnificent Seven.

We got to the waterstop which was at the top of yet another hill, we had a few bananas, energy bars, drinks and a pit stop. I was now in need of another Ibuprofen and asking everyone like a crazed druggie, finally someone gave me 'my hit' and the pain reduced. We cycled as a group until we got to Penzance and St Michael's mount where we split up slightly so me and Richard stopped and waited for Mark, Dave and Tariq taking in the scenery, Andy and CP were infront nowhere to be seen. It was here where my knee seized up and from here on (around 16 miles) I really struggled to cycle, the only thing I could do was put the pressure on my left pedal and let my right pedal follow. Mark, Dave, Richard and Tariq were very supportive stopping every so often to ensure I was okay.

St Michael's Mount

With a mile and half to go, along pops Andy who had finished already with CP but came back to cycle the last mile as the Four Musketeers. So we finished at 1.30pm 54 miles over as the Super Six. Yes I had completed 254 challenge, it was a lot harder than I could have ever anticipated and I quickly told Jonathan to make it £250,000 to do the cycle again not £250! I will not lie it was hard especially the last leg and the cause and sponsorship got me through it as I put the pain in my knee into comparison.

Super Six minus Tariq

Lunch was a carvery, we had a few group photos and pics near the signpost. I then met Roy who has a far more technical blogged view of the ride on http://fishneedsabicycle.blogspot.com/

At 3pm back in the coach to Bristol,  the driver was a nutter and at that stage I was thinking if the cycle hadn't finished us off then 'drive' was likely to.

We did make it back and I am in recovery, I might try and get back on the bike tomorrow after three annoying days of rip-off First Bus.

Thanks for everyone who has sponsored me I have still collecting monies and will let know how much all the participants have collected when I find out.