Posted: 23/07/2014 at 11:39
I had a great day, up at 5am, bacon and eggs, head to the Bike course to marshall, set up on the A6 in Whittle Le Woods, scream and cheer every competitor, ring the cowbell, extra screams for the pirates and people I knew, oh and direct traffic, 99.7% of which were really nice and cool, a couple of dickheads, one who stopped to complain that I had held him up, yet after his discussion with me I reminded him he was held up for 5 minutes instead of the 30 seconds I had slowed him down for.
Thanks to Darren who lived near my marchalling post, who supplied me with coffee and loo facilities, and to the lady fresh out of church that also supplied coffee, lovely, then the moment where Tim stopped to ask me to post on Facebook that he was going to make cut off, the realisation I hadn't seen Holgs, but I had seen a very beaten up Chris Wild, who looked like he had been in a cement mixer.
The the last hour screaming at people and telling them the average MPH they needed to make the cut off, not sure if this helped but I think a lot of them made it through.
The a dash home to change and onto the run course to scream and clap some more, bruised hands from clapping so much, I watched the last people across the line and some more just after cut off. I missed Tim, didn't know about his injuries, next year Tim, smash it then, in all a great day to be out cheering on friends.
Injured knuckles from the cowbell, sore hands from clapping and a lack of voice.....I've already volunteered for next year