Duracell Bunny vs Lejog record

Jasmijn Muller

Jasmijn Muller, the 2017 UK & World 24-hour TT Champion, is the next rider to step up to the challenge of the world record for Land’s End to John o’ Groats. Jasmijn will set out in July on her attempt to break the record of 52 hours 45 minutes, set in 2002 by Lynne Biddulph.

In addition to support from various sponsors, Jasmijn has attracted the notice of Find It Film, dedicated to recording and promoting women in sports and adventure.

In addition to taking on a world record, Jasmijn is raising money for Cancer Research UK. Surplus funds from her goods shop will go to the benefit of the cancer charity.

On her site Duracell Bunny on a Bike, Jasmijn explains the origin of her mantra, Be The Egg:

“The same boiling water that softens the potato hardens the egg. It’s about what you’re made of, not the circumstances”. This is the quote that my ‘be the egg’ mantra refers to. A mantra that helps me when the going gets tough and will hopefully help to set new LEJOG & 1,000 miles records this year.

Jasmijn Muller

Broadwith’s record lejog run on Strava

Mike Broadwith has posted the GPS files for his record-breaking lejog ride on Strava. The results show that in addition to the new Land’s End to John o’ Groats record, Mike also posted a 24-hour record and took several Kings of the Mountain titles along the way.

Mike Broadwith's record lejog ride
Mike Broadwith’s record lejog ride

I’m wondering if we can avoid some of those climbs in exchange for a slightly longer way round.

See Mike’s ride here on Strava: The one with the legendary wife.

Three in a row on Hard Cro

Ian To on the podium at Hard Cro

The other thing that slipped under my radar last week was Ian To’s third consecutive win in Hard Cro, the self-supported ultra race around the four corners of Croatia. Ian finished the c. 1,400km* ride in 65 hours 37 minutes (2 days, 17 hours and 37 minutes).

The win follows Ian’s first-place finishes of 67 hours 5 minutes in 2016 and a stunning 60 hours 20 minutes (after a 30-minute penalty for using a non-permitted road) in 2017.

Hard Cro was run in a new direction for 2018, from East to South, starting in Ilok on June 18 and continuing to Checkpoint 1 at Sveti Martin, Checkpoint 2 at Savudrija and then finishing at Molunat.

Hard Cro 2018 Route
Hard Cro 2018 Route (from hardcro.com)

* As riders are free to select their own route (with some restrictions) so long as they pass the checkpoints, there is no official race distance.

Roads and sea

Highlights 4 /// #HC2018

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Posted by HARD CRO – Ultra Race on Saturday, June 23, 2018

Hard Cro’s Facebook page has race videos, podium photos and interviews with the racers.

2,000km in a week

I’m falling behind on my updates, but honestly so much has happened in cycling in the past week that it’s difficult to keep up.

Jenny Graham is well on her way for her challenge to set the women’s unsupported around-the-world record. In the first week she’s passed through Germany, Poland, Latvia and Lithuania, and is currently near Nizhny Novgorod in Russia, racking up more than 2,000km along the way.

A brief profile of Jenny, including a podcast, on Adventure Syndicate: Yeah, but I wonder how far I could actually go…

Who is the goutcho, amigo?

Restaurant sign featuring charcter for luck

It’s not fair that actions should have consequences.

Less than two months after my first episode of gout, here I am again. I awoke yesterday morning with an all-too-familiar feeling in the joint of the big toe. I hadn’t done anything in particular to bring this on, apart from four consecutive evenings of drinking without a rest day.

Getting out of bed, I could feel it wasn’t as bad this time around. But still, having it come again meant I would really have to do something about it. The weather’s not looking good for the weekend, but I do want to get some time in on the bike whenever the opportunity arises. I discussed the situation with my partner (once she got out of bed), and we agreed I’d see the doctor on Saturday. I had things to do at the office, and we were meeting friends for dinner.

This morning, Saturday, I awoke feeling somewhat better. But I knew it was best to see the doc. We’d spoken about gout with our friends over dinner, and the other fellow said he’s taking medication which keeps him in check. We’ve discovered as a result of this that a lot of our friends were on the medication. So I got dressed and headed out for breakfast and the doctor’s office, not really limping so much.

“I can see from the concentration in your face that you’re being careful how you walk,” the doctor said when I entered his office. He quickly agreed this is another flare-up, and asked about my drinking.

I sheepishly told him about the four nights in a row. “You don’t have to worry, I’m not a policeman,” he joked. “Now, last night, after this flared up again, were you drinking?”


“What were you drinking?”


“OK, wine,” he said in a tone of voice that suggested, “At least that’s better than beer!” “And how much did you drink? Half a bottle?”

“Um … a full bottle.” In fact, between the four of us we’d done three whites and a red.

The doctor ordered an X-ray of my foot, to make sure there was nothing else contributing to the swelling, and a urine sample. The radiologist was a bit impatient with me for having to repeat a couple of the instructions as he guided me into position, but he got the job done.

The results were all good. There’s no accumulation of deposits around my joints; my blood sugar is normal, and my kidneys aren’t hemorrhaging white or red blood cells.

The doctor explained to me that he can’t put me on the medication while I’m in the middle of a flare-up. “Drink more water. You can take the anti-inflammatories three times a day if that helps. Use ice to reduce the swelling. And then come back and see me again in a week or two.” All fine.

Then this parting shot, as I rose for the door: “And give the alcohol a rest.”

43 hours 25 minutes and 13 seconds

Mike Broadwith has broken the record for Land’s End to John o’Groats, set in 2001.

In addition to the usual challenges facing any world record contender, Mike had to overcome torrential rains and freezing temperatures. The result was the a neck that was totally non-functional.

I hope you’ll join me in wishing @24HourMaths congratulations and well-deserved rest!

Feeling strong on the Tamagawa

Feeling strong on Tamagawa

Back in the saddle today to take advantage of a break in the rainy season weather. It was overcast and a bit cool, both of which are good for cycling. I didn’t wear my mask (although I did use sunblock) and I didn’t get too sweaty. It was also a bit breezy, but overall I was not fighting the wind much.

I wore my cleats for the first time since having the gout back in April. I was a bit concerned, but my foot fit fine and I was more comfortable than with the light cotton tennies I’ve been wearing. There was a bit of pressure against the toenail of the big toe, but there always has been with these shoes.

GPS map of Hamura Round Trip
Hamura Round Trip

When I got to the big downhill in Futako, I had a recurrence of the mechanical that I suffered at the exact same spot two weeks ago. Fortunately, this time it only took two or three tries to get the shifter to respond again, and I decided to continue my ride rather than visit the shop.

I felt I was ready for a longer ride, and so instead of heading downstream on the Tama river towards Haneda, I headed upstream. The cycling course continues past Fussa to the Hamura intake weir, a major source of drinking water for Tokyo.

The path was crowded with joggers this morning, and there were moments where I had to bide my time and wait for traffic to clear a bit before passing. I try not to take too many risks as my handlebars are quite wide (it would be too easy to hook someone while passing) and my reaction time isn’t what it once was — and there’s always the chance that I’ll react in the wrong direction!

Funajima Inari Shrine
Funajima Inari Shrine
Pinecones at Funajima Inari Jinja
Pinecones at Funajima Inari Jinja

My first rest stop (apart from the convenience store to buy some rice balls for lunch) was Funajima Inari Jinja, a small and dilapidated shine on the Tama river adjacent to the Nikaryoushu river weir. As it’s an inari shrine, it’s dedicated to foxes, the messengers of the gods. I spent a few minutes here resting my hands (which get numb from my weight on the handlebars), stretching my legs and taking photos.

Nikaryoushuku river weir
Nikaryoushuku river weir 「二ヶ領宿河原堰」

Continuing upstream, I encountered a marathon in progress. It might not have been the regulation 42.195km, but the signs said “Marathon” 「マラソン」and I didn’t want to upset anyone’s Sunday morning adventure, so I tried to be respectful and share the road.

All the while, I thought I’d been benefiting from a tailwind. My legs felt good (apart from some cramps in the calves that I just pedaled through), and my 5km splits on the GPS were looking very good. I was pleased with my progress, but dreading a bit the ride back home.

Feeling strong on Tamagawa
Feeling strong on Tamagawa

As it happened, I was making good time and reached Hamura in about 3 hours 15 minutes total elapsed time. I like taking a photo with the statue of the Tamagawa (Seiemon) brothers, who built the 43km long aqueduct for the Tokugawa Shogunate beginning in April 1653.

GPS read-out on arrival in Hamura
GPS never lies

As I felt I was making good time, I scarfed down my (store-bought) rice balls. Considering my progress upriver, I was a bit concerned I’d be heading into the wind on the return. But I was determined to make the effort. I made a quick stop at the restroom (where an older “gent” splashed my shoes without any regard for aim) and then refilled my water bottles at the fountain. I was off on my way home.

How did it go? Contrary to my expectations, I was not headed directly into the wind. There was a crosswind, and I was feeling it a bit more than I had on the way upstream, but I powered through it. My 5km splits were not looking bad. In the interest of posting a good time, I skipped one of my regular rest stops, determined to make 15km before stopping.

My calf was cramped. Each time I stopped or climbed a switchback, I could feel it complaining as I accelerated once more. Each time I eased off the gas in reaction to the wind, it only seemed to be worse. As far as the cramp in my calf was concerned, pedal to the metal was the way to go. And so be it! I even skipped the very cyclist-friendly café with soft cream in order to maintain my pace.

On the way home I felt weaker, and I felt hungry despite having had three rice balls, a yogurt drink and string cheese. Disregarding my subjective feelings, the GPS said I was making progress as good as I had been on my way upstream. I posted a couple of 5km times at 12 minutes 15 seconds or less. I decided to ignore my feelings and go for the big gear whenever the wind wasn’t making it too hard a go.

I had another break at a tiny little shrine (even Google Maps doesn’t name it) where there was a public restroom, a bench in the shade and a fountain to fill my water bottles. There was a message from Nana, my partner, asking when I’d be home. I wasn’t quite sure. I knew I had 25-30km to go, and I knew how I’d been going up to now. But I also knew I was flagging, and I had a good climb ahead of me on the way. I gave her an estimate of two hours. Then I said it could be longer.

At this point I knew that I only needed one water bottle. I’d make Futako and the climb that followed, and there was a fountain there. From there, a final 12km home. I was still feeling hungry. But enough! Time to be on the road.

Back on the path, I felt that I was flagging. I wondered about coming down out of sixth gear. After all, I was still going more than 20km/h in fifth. But each time the wind let up, I knew I had more in reserve. Back to sixth it was!

Between the cramping and the exhaustion, I wasn’t sure I’d make it up the Futako hill. I determined to try it and see how it went. I was just behind some kid on a minivelo. When I dropped to the small chainring, he rocketed ahead. But I soldiered on. The GPS said I was climbing at 9-11km/h. Pretty much the usual, then. There wasn’t much traffic, thankfully. I got to the top, thinking I couldn’t have gone another meter higher, and there was the “kid” on the minivelo — with greying hair, yet!

Water bottle and Snickers
Emergency energy

There’s a small park at the top of the hill, and I stopped to enjoy a Snickers that I’d bought at a convenience store at the bottom of the hill. I thought it would satisfy my need for carbohydrates, but I only felt more hungry after eating it.

From this point, I know that it’s less than an hour home. I messaged Nana that I’d be home by 4:30, and I set out. There’s a tricky combination of lights and an overpass immediately after this point, but I determined not to race it, to wait for the second light so that I wasn’t racing (and creating a hazard) through a crowd of people going in the opposite direction.

All the way home, my 5km times remained good. Less than 15 minutes for 5km means better than 20km/h. I was a bit weak on the very moderate hills along the way, but not dramatically so. I reminded myself on numerous occasions that I was tired, so I shouldn’t try to beat that light, slip between those cars, ignore that pedestrian who was itching to cross the road in front of me without looking.

At last, the home stretch. There’s a generous downhill alongside Shinjuku’s Central Park. Wide double lanes, but lots of parked cars that suddenly try to merge into traffic. I kept shifting up, right past 35km/h, while keeping my wits about for the traffic racing up behind me or merging suddenly ahead of me. I neared the condo and hastily checked the GPS. Just shy of 105km. I decided to circle the block until the chime for the final 5km split rang. It only took once around, and then I was walking my bike down the ramp to the parking.

How did I do? I was eager to plug the GPS into my faithful laptop, but when I arrived home I discovered that the furniture workers were busy laying down multiple layers of lacquer in my study. Rather than interrupt them to ask for my laptop, I decided to bide my time. I took photos of the sunset and corresponded with a friend via my smartphone.

Shinjuku sunset
Shinjuku sunset

When I finally got the chance to plug in my GPS, the results were a bit anticlimactic. One goal that had kept me going today was my personal best for 40km — 1 hour, 41 minutes and 51 seconds — set last year along this same route. My best 40km segment today was 1 hour, 42 minutes and 0 seconds, 9 seconds off the pace. I knew that today hadn’t been my farthest ride, but then I had to consider when I started using the GPS. As it happens, last August I traveled 20m farther than I did today, along pretty much the same route.

All said and done, though, I’m confident I did set one personal best today. My total elapsed time (recorded by the GPS but not tracked as a record) was 6 hours, 34 minutes and 21 seconds, and I know for a fact that’s the first time I’ve done this course in under 7 hours.

Where are they today?

Yesterday I wrote about a number of record cycling attempts in progress or in the making. In our first update, Mark Beaumont has captured the 127-year-old British hour penny farthing record, coming in at 21.92 miles (35.28km). He was just 290 yards short of the world record of 22 miles and 150 yards (35.54km) set in 1886 by William Rowe.

Mark Beaumont with his 56-inch penny farthing
Mark Beaumont with his 56-inch penny farthing

Mike Broadwith, meanwhile, has entered Scotland on his quest to beat the record of 44 hours, 4 minutes and 20 seconds for Land’s End to John o’Groats. He’s currently encountering torrential downpours.

You can track Mike’s progress via Free Route.

Jenny Graham has just set out from Berlin on her quest to set the women’s unsupported round the world record at 110 days. Follow Jenny here on Track Leaders.

Finally, Ian To has arrived in Zagreb and is on his way to Ilok for the start of Hard Cro 2018.

Bike separation anxiety over! Next stop, Ilok! #hardcro #hardcro2018 #ultracycling #cycling

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And they’re off!

It’s about one hour until Mark Beaumont @MrMarkBeaumont starts his attempt on the hour penny farthing record, trying to beat the 33.96km set in 1891.

Meanwhile, Michael Broadwith @24HourMaths has started his attack on the lejog record. He’s currently skirting Dartmoor National Park, about 140km into the ride with only another 1,200km or so to go. He’s trying to best the record of 44 hours, 4 minutes and 20 seconds set in 2001.

You can follow Michael’s progress here.

On a somewhat grander scale, Jenny Graham @adventuresynd is in Berlin and set to embark tomorrow on an around-the-world ride, hoping to set a new women’s unsupported record of 110 days.

Vedangi @wheelsandwords, meanwhile, has been held up on her try at going round the world in less than 100 days by visa troubles. Meanwhile, she’s taken delivery of a beautiful steed for the ride.

Hors de combat is Ian To @ITultracycling, who, after an aborted attempt on lejog, is preparing to reprise his 2016 win of Hard Cro, an ultra marathon race to cycle the four corners of Croatia.