I have been hesitant to conclude my #3Peaks journey with any detailed (written) ride description or sharing of the psychological and emotional highs’n’lows, instead choosing to capture the experience through my simple visual odyssey.
However, I can’t help but share the following which was written for me today by someone dear. Miss PP, having politely listened been subjected to my post ride garble :p, has creatively and so eloquently captured my #3Peaks experience, and I suspect to varying degrees, the experience of all who rode last Sunday week.
I humbly share with all of you now her rhyming post to me and her generosity of spirit…
… THE BLOG THAT WASN’T! :p
Oh me! Oh my! How can this be?
That after completing such an epic journey,
Zimmzamm has refused to blog the finale!!
So instead here's a short debrief from Miss PP.
He woke really early to a piercing alarm,
Got himself ready whilst trying to stay calm,
The temperature cool, required warmers, leg and arm,
Descents were tackled cautiously, avoiding early harm.
The sun rose on schedule evoking awe amongst the field,
As it lit up stunning vistas that the darkness had concealed,
Collective "oohs" and "aahs" were heard as forward the peloton wheeled,
Until thoughts turned to pain and doubt with peaks ahead revealed!
ZZ had extra worry as his tummy was a churnin'...
Accompaniment to the usual pleasant legs and lungs a burnin'...
And yet he soldiered onward sure to keep his pedals turnin'...
Ahead would come a chance to rest, for which he was a yearnin'!
The weather was perfection, a very fortunate blessing,
The warmth from sunshine beaming down had many now undressing!
With zero threat from rain and cold there was no need for stressing,
"Conditions couldn't have been better", competitors were confessing.
The first two peaks were not too bad, the third was hard to beat!
The kitchen of the hurt locker was dishing up vast heat!
It crushed the souls of many who were forced upon their feet,
But was the perfect climax, the trifecta now complete.
ZZ was left exhausted, which comes as no surprise!
Thank goodness Dad was there to help, a decision that proved wise,
And great to have a witness to the journey's lows and highs,
It all still felt surreal, as they said their last goodbyes.
The goal ticked off his list, now ZZ can ride for grinning!
He doesn't need to analyse every kilometre that he's spinning!!
He can eat 10 extra ice creams and not worry that he's sinning!!!
And to steal a quote from Charlie boy, I'd say that that's called WINNING!!!!
To his boys, family, friends, colleagues, followers...a big thank you!
It was a spectacular challenge and a privilege to do.
On a bike, as in life, remember to savour the view,
And live your days like ZZ, filled with things you love to do!
© Miss PP, 21 March 2012
Kind regards and until next time…
ZZ
