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An accidental run to Smalley Green Part 2

To discover what motivated this journey, read part one. For the journey itself, read on…

I like running, but not in the way some people like running. In the days before I set off on an unplanned run through the UK, footage appeared on social media and TV news of the two Brownlee brothers at the end of a triathlon so gruelling that just pondering it saps calories. In the video, one of the brothers pauses, reels on the spot, staggers, looks about as close to cardiac arrest as it’s possible to look without being attached to a defibrillator, and then his brother appears, throws his arm over his brother’s shoulder and aides him in an ungainly stumble, reminiscent of a three-legged race, towards the finish line where he swoons into pain, physical oblivion and post-traumatic stress disorder. This is a psychological aberration. People are sectioned for less.

But I do get the draw of pain and punishment. To some extent, far removed from the Brownlee’s limit of endurance, I enjoy exertion. I thought this as I began my run from my Mum’s house in Oxford, an unplanned jaunt to no destination, with no time-frame, route or objectives. I felt the light-headed buzz of breathlessness, the gush of endorphins. I passed a sign advertising a coming fun run. Fun. That was for wimps. This would be the unfunnest, unfunniest, most funless run of my life. But if I got really tired I’d stop and have a cup of tea in Subway.

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Like most decisions of great consequence my plan to cycle the length of six of the earth’s continents was made in a pub, beer in one hand, mini-atlas in the other.

It took six years to complete the loop, crossing 75 countries and six continents. I visited remote medical projects and hospitals along the way. This blog is the story of that ride, a resource for adventure cyclists and a repository for my articles and musings – about a world made massive by my bicycle, and the thrill of adventuring through it.’

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January 2010: I waved goodbye to my family and friends from outside St Thomas’ Hospital in London, where I worked as a medical doctor, and set off on my bicycle. My plan was to cycle the length the six continents. On that first day, I didn’t get far. I peddled off. I made a quiet U turn. I headed to the pub. And then I hunched over a pint, fraught with self-doubt, whilst my loved ones supposed I was pedaling towards France.

Hours passed. The world I’d pedaled into was too big. I was unfit and underprepared and feeling ungrateful for breezing away from a profession I loved, interesting friends and a comfortable life. Several curry houses knew me by my first name. I enjoyed a frappe.

Eventually, without coming up with a good excuse not to go, I set off into the night, and the dawning of the coldest European winter for thirty one years. 86,209 km (53,568 miles) later I emerged onto Westminster Bridge having cycled a distance equivalent to more than twice around the planet or 89 times the length of Great Britain.

 

 

High Times

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A six year journey across six continents and seventy five countries by bicycle

Tough Times

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The more testing bits from six years cycling around the globe

  • Home! More calf muscle than man. And there’s life after cycling.

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  • Dispatches from two crossings of Europe: from riding over the Alps mid-winter to cruising along the Danube

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  • Asia: wildly diverse, always perplexing, full of hospitality – from crossing Mongolia mid-winter to edging through the deserts of Afghanistan

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  • Blog posts from cycling Australia’s east coast with Claire, to hiking across the Pacific island of New Caledonia

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  • Blogs from US and Canada: bears, bacon doughnuts, big ass trees and a journey up the Haul Road to northern Alaska

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  • Blogs from South America: sublime Andean landscapes, 5000 metre passes, salt flats and jungles, and the Carretera Austral

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  • Blogs from Central America: Mexican deserts, beaches galore and sliding down volcanoes

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  • Blog posts from Africa: life-affirming, human, full of adventure

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  • It begins: a U turn to the pub, before riding into the coldest European winter for 31 years

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