2 300km rides on consecutive weekends seemed a little ambitious but I was willing to give it a go. I traveled down to Cirencester on the Friday evening. Changing trains at Gloucester a carefully coordinated platform handover of a libre sensor to a fellow diabetic who was due to run a marathon before jumping on my next train.
I was one of the first to arrive at the church hall so helped set up before getting a takeaway pizza and settling down for the night. Up at 5am, hurried packing away, shorts weather, sun cream applied. It warmed up very quickly and I soon stopped to peel off layers. Hillier than the previous week but we still made good time. We reached the final control and sat outside the pub eating apple crumble and custard. It was so warm it was hardly worth putting the arm warmers back on. Only 50km to go, how hard could that be? Very hard as it turned out. As darkness fell, bright flashes of light appeared across the sky ahead of us, a pyrotechnics display? It was a thunderstorm and we were about to cycle straight through the middle of it. One minute it was a beautiful warm spring evening the next minute torrential rain, thunder and lightening. Cycling through the village of Quenington, I felt my feet splashing through water as we rode into a flood, I just kept pedaling and made it to the other side. We arrived back at the church hall very wet and cold and I was glad of an apple turnover before going to bed. I injected 3 units of novorapid but hypoed about 3am. The following day my train was cancelled so I cycled 30km to Cheltenham to catch a train back to Birmingham.
Glucose control was a bit up and down. Extra correction doses needed to bring glucose down overnight after eating pizza. Several gaps in the graph with sudden drops in glucose, however this sensor failed the following day so may have been inaccurate. glucose was dropping below 4 by the end of the ride and down to 2 in the early hours of Sunday morning.
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