We’re not really sure how this whole thing came about. It wasn’t a bet. It wasn’t influenced by alcohol. Yet here we are, about to attempt to do something that can only be described as asinine. Or glorious. Or a recipe for disaster.
Some disturbing details from the upcoming Week: On Day 5 we will climb 12,000ft (4000m). On day 5. At approximately the 475 kilometer mark we will ride the Paterberg for the third time. You get the idea.
Professional cyclists, guys who race in the Tour de France, compete in these five races over the course of four weeks. The six of us are attempting to ride them all within one week.
1250 kilometers over seven days:
Monday: Tour of Flanders
Tuesday: Rest day. (Or…contemplate what we’ve done, and what’s about to come.)
Thursday: Rest Day
Friday: Amstel Gold
If we complete it, glory will be ours. If we fail in our attempt, we live with the fact we foolishly gave it our best.