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Mrs VCSE is known for going for a swim before getting on her bike and then inexplicably deciding that the best way to relax after riding is to go for a run. Things started to get serious after a route change was announced increasing the distance to km. My recollections of what came first is pretty hazy but it may also have been around this time that I became aware that our route would also take in climbs of the Tumble and Caerphilly Mountain.
Both climbs have featured in the Tour of Britain; the Tumble most recently in where it was categorized as a Cat 1 summit finish. We warmed up for the main event with ten days with our friends Paul and Jan Simpson in the ancient volcanic landscape between Murcia and Alicante.
Paul and Jan are Great Britain Ironman age groupers and we hooked up with them again in May after staying at their rental villa last September. The visions I had of angry Welsh folk ignoring closed road signs and hurling abuse at me were soon dispelled when we got in to Cardiff city centre to sign on.
The expo had some decent stalls and anyone needing a last minute addition to their kit was being catered for. They say that a fool and his or her money is easily parted so needless to say Mrs VCSE and I came away with a new jersey me and gilet her despite bringing kit with us that would have satisfied every possible climatic condition. We had figured out that the ride from our hotel to the start pens would add another 10km to our total and perhaps a little ambitiously pledged to keep our pedals turning when we finished to ensure we clocked miles for the day.
With an early start time we were on the road at 7. Pretty much the only people we saw were other riders; the numbers swelling as the roads converged on Cardiff Castle. I can claim at least 15 seconds of fame thanks to my Photobomb of former Welsh rugby international Colin Charvis as he set off at the same time as our group. The route quickly left the city centre and we found ourselves riding on the kind of roads that are the general preserve of articulated lorries and white vans through a series of industrial estates.