Mainly thanks to some very generous work colleagues (and a Krispy Kreme bribe) I'm motivated to get going.
Just need to sort my leg out now, I tested cycling earlier and it feels a little stiff but I should be able to do it. Just. Maybe.
I'm a little worried the stitches in my leg will burst open in northern France, creating a trail of blood behind me. Well, on the plus side at least I can trace it back if I get lost.
Mustn't grumble ...
