Story
My name is Anish Somasekaram and I have never ridden a bike before. On the 21st September I will be riding (lol) with a few amigos to Brighton led by our glorious leader Roxanne for the Macmillan Cancer Support charity.
I signed up to this cycle because I knew it would be a challenge and wanted to raise money for a cause and charity that was worthy. I signed up because my dad was suffering from cancer and wanted to do it in memory of my friend Roxanne's grandmother who passed away early in the year. Sadly since signing up my dad passed away from a gastrointestinal stroma tumour on the 31st March. While I have been a bit distracted to start training, my dad's passing has only added fuel to the desire of completing this cycle. Cancer can affect anybody and I didn't have an understanding of this until my dad was diagnosed. It is not just the passing of someone that is difficult, the seemingly endless tests and treatments, the change of lifestyle and responsibilities and even paperwork all take their toll on the patient and their loved ones. This is why I am raising money for The Macmillan Cancer Support charity, they have been a helping hand throughout the past two and a half years. My experience of the charity is dealing with friendly people who have genuine concerns with your problems and are as helpful as you want them to be.
This shall be a daunting task for me as my best attempt at riding a bike has been being pushed by a friends mum only to fall as soon as I realised she was letting go. Generally when I have informed a friend of my inability to control the balance of a bicycle I have been met with disbelief, swiftly followed by fits of laughter. My favourite nickname to date is stabiliser. Apart from not understanding the physics of a bike (why do people not fall sideways?!?!), the journey is a fair distance for my top heavy frame, built on a diet of chicken, chips, paneer and of course scotch. The closest I get to leg day is when I get the wrong piece of chicken from Nandos.
In the name of Sir Bradley Wiggins' beard and Sir Chris Hoy's thighs I implore you to sponsor me what you can. It is for a worthy cause and I'm sure my struggles will provide you with entertainment. Anyone that sponsors more than £50 I will personally cycle and deliver a thank you card to! (Please don't live outside of Stratford)
I signed up to this cycle because I knew it would be a challenge and wanted to raise money for a cause and charity that was worthy. I signed up because my dad was suffering from cancer and wanted to do it in memory of my friend Roxanne's grandmother who passed away early in the year. Sadly since signing up my dad passed away from a gastrointestinal stroma tumour on the 31st March. While I have been a bit distracted to start training, my dad's passing has only added fuel to the desire of completing this cycle. Cancer can affect anybody and I didn't have an understanding of this until my dad was diagnosed. It is not just the passing of someone that is difficult, the seemingly endless tests and treatments, the change of lifestyle and responsibilities and even paperwork all take their toll on the patient and their loved ones. This is why I am raising money for The Macmillan Cancer Support charity, they have been a helping hand throughout the past two and a half years. My experience of the charity is dealing with friendly people who have genuine concerns with your problems and are as helpful as you want them to be.
This shall be a daunting task for me as my best attempt at riding a bike has been being pushed by a friends mum only to fall as soon as I realised she was letting go. Generally when I have informed a friend of my inability to control the balance of a bicycle I have been met with disbelief, swiftly followed by fits of laughter. My favourite nickname to date is stabiliser. Apart from not understanding the physics of a bike (why do people not fall sideways?!?!), the journey is a fair distance for my top heavy frame, built on a diet of chicken, chips, paneer and of course scotch. The closest I get to leg day is when I get the wrong piece of chicken from Nandos.
In the name of Sir Bradley Wiggins' beard and Sir Chris Hoy's thighs I implore you to sponsor me what you can. It is for a worthy cause and I'm sure my struggles will provide you with entertainment. Anyone that sponsors more than £50 I will personally cycle and deliver a thank you card to! (Please don't live outside of Stratford)