AND SO I INTRODUCE "LE CURE DE TURBO" SCROLL TO THE BOTTOW FOR UPDATE!!
I don’t know much about cycling, but I do unfortunately know a lot about cancer. 6 years ago I found a little lump just hours before giving birth to a much bigger lump, my second child, Rory. Thanks to the medical wizardry at the Royal Marsden (made possible by all the donations that have come before) the little lump has been removed, zapped, chemo’d and starved and I am pleased to report: so far, so good. The bigger lump has grown into an always smiling, mischievous bouncing boy who is an (almost!) constant joy to Mark, me and his caring and determined big sister, Emma. I am so grateful to be here with them and be able to sign up to mad challenges way beyond my physical abilities like this. A mountain goat I am not, but I will focus on my inner tortoise and all the amazing support I am getting to help me power up those mountains. THANKYOU Louise xx”
*23 AUG UPDATE CHANGE OF PLAN*
So it turns out our Rory is indeed mischievous but not so bouncy! Three days before take off our bigger lump flew off a climbing frame, broke both wrists and picked up covid to boot. So going to the Alps with my fellow curistas is not an option. But neither, we decided at 3am in the same hospital that witnessed the dramas of 6 years ago, is giving up! So I am going to try to complete the challenge (the climbs, the kms) in my kitchen, on a turbo trainer with the best support team I could ever wish for (Mark, Emma, Drita and of course Superman Rory), jelly babies and a lot of coffee. Madness? Quite possibly but overcoming setbacks is what Le Cure is all about....