It was a great day for pulling a tyre. A constant to medium drizzle, complete with cloudy skies. Both Rec and TG (Tyre Girl) were both happy, although had been praying the week before for snow and a little ice!
Rec was not given much pre-race attention. He looked rough and was rather disappointed that TG hadn't given him much of a spruce up beforehand. He felt he was looking a little uncool and whilst in the boot of the car, had been trying to persuade the spare car tyre to take his place!
For the last 2 weeks, TG had been rushing round the country with work. She did not think rushing from Scotland to Bedfordshire the night before would take it out of her. She looked rough, however is apologetic to Rec for not preparing beforehand, as she knew 2 months before they'd be doing the event!
At this moment in time, TG would have preferred to be snug in her bed. Her head was a mushroom of "blurness" every day of the Quadzilla.
Rec: Foxy Davy (FD), the organiser, was bright, bouncy and sparky. He briefed TG on the route. I, Rec, do not believe she really understood a word of what he had said as her brain was still in la-la land. But she nodded as if she had taken it all in.
TG: Well it's only physical, I don't have to use my head to move my legs!
FD: Right guys am flagging you off. Get ready.....5...4...3...2...1
TG: Hips forward, lean and let's go....
TG: Sorry guys, had to ask for directions....I forgot what FD said and the route description was not matching up with the surrounding area. But no worries, the man inside has said we're at the bottom of Fenton Stratton or something and only remember the first bit of what he said. I'll wing the rest of the route.
And sure enough, after asking 2 more guys, they were soon back on the canal just after the Red Lion pub.
TG seemed strong, but as the rain continued to drizzle TG's skin did not agree with staying damp for so long. Soon eczema broke out on TG's neck, back and arms. She tried to resist, tried to think of positive things, tried to concentrate purely on leaning and pulling her legs but the itch became too great and she clawed her skin for about 6 miles.