riding with a champion
Glorious sunny ride in the Kent hills this morning with Glenn, nice humble chap but I’ve known him long enough to know of his psychopathic love of extreme endurance events …
Me: “Weren’t you training for something big last time I saw you? When we started heading back home you went on to do an 8 hour ride.”
Glenn: “Oh yeah, I just came back from Mexico – did the Quin out there.”
Me: “WHOA! How did it go?”
Glenn: “Umm, pretty good actually – I won.”
Holy crap, I just rode 110km with the Quintuple Ironman world champion!