On Friday I spent the day with the boys at Minsmere planning to set out on an evening 100 when I got home, to be followed by another the next day. I felt that I had taken my foot off the gas a little recently and needed to give myself a boost.
By 5 pm I had been sat with my mother and then left her to return to the children at her home. My father had passed away and everything had changed.
Tomorrow I start again, but with one big pillar less, to lean on.
On this year's TCR, there will be two people on my bike. I hope that's not cheating.