Sunday - start of the adventure

Six hot and slightly depressing hours spent on trains down to Penzance. It is worrying to see the hilly landscape flash past out of the window. Now that I’m on the train it does seem slightly odd to catch a train, just to cycle back again.
I arrived in Penzance to beautiful sunshine and views of St Michaels Mount. I had a chip supper before heading off to the YHA at St Just. These 16 miles felt really hard – 6 hours on a train had turned my legs to jelly and the chip supper felt like a greasy lead weight in my stomach. The atmosphere was incredibly humid and the first hill left me drenched with sweat. That hill should have a sign saying “Welcome to Cornwall foolish cyclist – remember how difficult it is now?” The flat parts of the route all seemed to be into the wind and I’m actually left wondering if I can succeed in this challenge. But that’s the point isn’t it...
Cock up of the day – camera has no SD card in it. Bugger. Ever tried buying an SD card at Lands End at 9pm on a Sunday? One for Ethan Hunt I think.

Day 0 – 28 miles covered Average speed 12.2mph Start weight – 81kg
State of mind – concerned

Update – had a crap nights sleep. Guy across from me was a snorer and the bloke in the bunk above mine was a mouth breather and kept turning over in the night. It sounded like the bunk was going to come down on top of me. This probably explains the dreams of being in an underground mine with a collapsing roof.