On Saturday we travelled up to the capital for Dave’s second RideLondon 100 experience. As in 2015, we had decided to stay in a London hotel the night before as he had an early start time (07.15) and had to be in the pen an hour before. We had a nice early check-in at our hotel then we had to get across the city to the Excel Centre for registration. Unfortunately there were closures on the Northern Line so we had to use buses for some of the journey. This was not my favourite part of the weekend as I tend to get a little nauseous when travelling this way. Soon we were on the much more pleasant Docklands Light Railway, along with some of the other 26,000 people registering for the ride on Sunday. The registration process lasted minutes, sign a form, show ID then pick up the race pack. There was the Expo to look around but it was busy and stuffy and Dave soon felt the need for a coffee. I had brought some of my homemade superseed flapjack, so we sat outside, next to the dockside and started on the carb loading (fair enough, I didn’t need to carb load but I felt that I should be sociable).
The Excel Centre is in London’s Docklands which has been hugely regenerated over the past 20 years or so. A couple of years ago Dave took part in the London Triathlon which started here with a swim in the Royal Victoria Dock.
So with registration taken care of we travelled back into London and came across the Women’s RideLondon Classique – which is apparently the richest women’s one-day race in professional cycling. We watched in the Strand as the peloton slowed to take the 180º turn. It was pretty impressive and the support for the event was great. Thankfully it was a dry day as I am sure there would have been some accidents if these roads had been wet.
It was now time to fuel up some more in preparation for Sunday’s race, so I had a quick check on my phone for somewhere to eat – we needed somewhere that served pasta, and I found a lovely little restaurant on the edge of Covent Garden. Dave had the standard pre-race carbs (mushroom and chicken tagliatelle) and I helped the carb loading (again) with a chicken burger, chips and a cool glass of Italian beer…maybe not so healthy but I did walk over 23,000 steps to earn this!
The journey back to our hotel was a little easier than earlier in the day but we still had to use the bus. We made it more enjoyable by travelling with a three-pack of Magnum Ice creams (double chocolate of course). Dave ate 1.8 and I ate 1.2!
So with all pre-race preparation done (race numbers attached to bike, helmet and jersey, and sports drinks made up and refrigerated) we had a relatively early night (23.00!) and set the alarms for 04.15. After what seemed like only 5 hours sleep – oh yes, it was only 5 hours sleep, the alarms went off and Dave got into his cycling gear, while I made his pot porridge with sugar and banana. All fuelled-up and raring to go he drove off into the sunrise and I headed back to the joy of my hotel bed for a further 3.5 hours sleep.
With a cycle ride such as this there is really no-point in trying to be a spectator because you are only going to see the person you are supporting once and only for a fleeting time. This is why I felt fine about going back to bed. Dave would need my support later on in the day when I could help him re-fuel and drive him home. So I rose (again) at 08.30 and caught the bus from outside the hotel right into Marble Arch. From there it was just a short walk to The Mall where the race finished. On the way I did a little sight-seeing.
There was great support down at The Mall, just along the road from Buckingham Palace. I wonder if the Queen was looking out of her window at all the activity in front of her house! I got a good spot and started clapping and cheering finishers as they passed. I knew I would have quite a long wait as I was tracking Dave on a phone app. I heard that there had been a crash somewhere along the route that needed the air ambulance so I looked it up on the internet and thankfully he had gone past that part of the course an hour or two before. Thank goodness for portable internet devices!
After approximately 5 hours and 10 mins the great cyclist that is my husband passed by and I managed to get a couple of pics (kind of), as he raced down The Mall to the finish line. What a brilliant achievement for him and all involved.
We had already pre-planned to meet up in Green Park afterwards – It took quite some time for him to get through the finishing funnel and make his way up to me, but eventually he arrived and had a well earned sit-down and piece of cake. Green park was awash with triumphant finishers proudly wearing their medals sharing their race tales with their families and supporters with some even popping champagne corks!
We weren’t staying in the city to see the men’s elite finish as we had a long drive back home and Dave just needed to eat and rest so he made his way to the car park (more cycling) and I caught the tube. Soon we were back on the motorway and a couple of hours later, back home. What a busy and successful weekend and extremely enjoyable for both rider and supporter. Dave tells me the ballot is open for RideLondon 2017 next week and I am sure he will be applying once again.That means another weekend away with lots of walking and lots of food – which is fine by me.