The alarm goes off at 6:25 am, but this time it isn’t for the dreaded 7am Spinning Class… In terms of physical punishment though, what I’ve got ahead is far more tough than that. Getting up this time was easy though, as I was excited by the prospect of a two day, 155 mile ride from Bristol to London. I made my way down, somewhat clumsily, in the dark with both day pack and back pack, to Bristol Cathedral where I was greeted by a multitude of fluorescent jackets and the bright lights of a BBC TV crew. After registration…