A plea for PBP unpreparedness. (part two)

[librarian]

I may not have done PBP before but I do remember the last day of LEL

It's not how fit you are or aren't.  It's the lack of sleep.  It's the unshaven stinking people you are riding with who probably are looking better than you.  It's getting lost and loosing 30 minutes and then catching the Dutch riders AGAIN.  It's wet gravelly lanes and dreading a puncture.  It's stopping at a garage to get a sandwich and then starting off again in the rain.

I love riding long distance.  After the Chapman this year, crossing the Severn bridge to get back to the car I thought "I would like to do that all over all, right now". 

But there comes a point where, having ridden so far to leave everyday life behind that you do a circuit of the earth and come again to it's longitude.  And it's grown ugly while you were away.