I rode in a nine-day charity ride recently, averaged 43km a day and still finished in the lead group. I'm 38, not quite finished yet.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
When I was around thirty, I met my own personal challenge and finished a few marathons under three hours, and I have completed many long bicycle tours.
When I was young and ocean-racing competitively, and working the rest of the time, I was going 24 hours. I was on the verge of collapsing. But you've got to slow down a bit.
I'm 100 per cent motivated. I haven't done enough yet in cycling to be satisfied.
I've had so many experiences in cycling, but in some ways I have nothing left to prove. I have achieved more than I could have dreamed of, I've raced a lot longer than I thought I would. I know I can still be better, but I just don't know if I love it enough any more.
No matter how long I go without riding winners, I know in the back of my head that I can ride.
I drove long distances like the 24 hours of Le Mans for years. But even this racing is now over. I retired.
There are so many people who have died of cycling, and that didn't happen when I was racing.
At weekends, I've been going on long but steady-paced four-and-a-half-hour bike rides.
I spent a couple of months just riding a bike doing my own training in the streets.
I spent 250 to 300 days of every year on the road. But in the end, I felt something was missing. I needed to be anchored so I could concentrate, so in 2000, I established a new methodology - the one I use today. I spent the week in my office and travelled every weekend, even at Christmas.