It is the night before the IG London Nocturne Folding Bike Race taking place at the London Bike Show. To paraphrase Sir Michael Caine, "bloody hell!"
I am beginning to feel the nerves, despite looking forward to it all. Today would have gone slowly but as it snowed in vast amounts, even in London, it provided an interesting distraction to prevent concerns surfacing.
The track does appear to be quite terrifying...terrifying I tell thee! In fact, the tight hairpin turns reminded me of Ben Hur! As photographs started to appear today, posted by people who had gone to the Bike Show, I became gradually more concerned. Visions of modified wheels (the sort that nasty Roman had in Ben Hur) drifted by. I am sure it won't be that bad! (It will).
I have written before when writing about the Brompton World Championships that a gentleman should not run. I believe this and have been indoctrinated to try and pass it on. In case you are wondering the only exceptions are: if one is late for ones wedding; it is a time of war or if you are engaged in some sort of sport. Well, I suppose tomorrow is perhaps some sort of sport but I will reluctantly canter rather than gallop to my bike!
I have decided to take my Raw Lacquer S2L tomorrow. It is a bike I don't use often enough. I am a huge fan of its elegant two gears and the significant weight reduction that the absence of a hub gear makes. It will have its advantages and disadvantages but I did use it at the last Nocturne, so it seems only fitting I use it again.
One is meant to have a good nights sleep before a big event but I am not sure I am going to?! I still have a few things to get ready for tomorrow and pack the essentials. I know that I will actually enjoy doing all this.
I will of course let you know how I get on and if you can brave the elements and are going, please say hello.