London 2 Paris… again.

Yes, somehow I’ve signed myself up for round two of cycling from London to Paris. I did it last year, and honestly, I’m still a bit shocked that I signed up to do it again (and so are many others). I seem to have conveniently forgotten the pain, the hills, the poor weather and the moments where I questioned every life choice that led me onto a bike.

What hasn’t faded is the pride I felt crossing that finish line, and the incredible experience of raising vital funds for Cure Leukaemia. I also haven’t forgotten the people I met along the way - people whose lives have been touched by blood cancer, people who inspired me, and the teamwork that carried us all to the end.

Whether it’s a good thing that I’m no longer naive about what’s coming… I’m still undecided!

To make things even more interesting, I haven’t cycled since I got home last year. My bike went straight into the shed – and when I finally dragged it back out, it greeted me with two flat tyres and a broken chain - arguably a very clear sign that I should never get on a bike again. I’ve forgotten how to change gears, forgotten how to use cleats, and I’m basically starting from scratch. But I’m ready to give it another go.

The weather can’t be as bad as last time – Surely!

I’m taking on this challenge again because Cure Leukaemia’s work genuinely matters. Every donation helps fund life-saving research and gives hope to people who desperately need it. If you’re able to support me - whether with a donation, a share, or a bit of encouragement - I’d be incredibly grateful.

Let’s do this. Again!