LeJoG or JoGLE - go for it - its easier than you think

Reading so many people thinking of doing LEJoG or JoGLE is heartening.

Reading all the worries/ questions people I have remind me of myself early in 2009.

On NYE 2008/9 I foolishly said I was going to do LEJoG in May 2009. Now, I was best part of 20 stones in weight and had never ridden more than 70 miles in a day ( and only done one ride of this distance)

With regular commuting to work Jan - May and increasing my ride distance from 12 miles each way to 25 each way, I did no other training.

I did the ride mainly unsupported and carried all my own luggage over Dartmoor. It was hard, but it is do able.

I chose to take a pretty direct route and never had any problems with the main roads or traffic.

The biggest thing stopping you from doing this ride is yourself. Be positive and you will be able to do it

I kept a blog of the ride which is at spen666.wordpress.com and the actual ride starts in May 2009, but the period before that deals with my preparations for the ride.

Good luck to you all and safe riding

so thats helped lol im giveing it a go kickoff is the 3th off jan (steven is easily led)

I'm with Spen666 on this.

I did LEJOG weighing around 24 stones. My planning consisted of tearing the pages out of a road atlas that had camp sites marked on it. My 'training' was a regular weekend ride of around thirty miles for a few months - never with the camping gear. I never had an itinerary or suffered from severe introspection or self doubt. I treated the ride as a series of days rides and just went out and did it. I liked it so much that I did a JOGLE two years later with a Channel to Med ride in between.
The biggest enemy of End to Enders is their minds. Self doubts grow and demoralise riders.

Not having done the LEJoG/JoGLE, but two other six-week trips, I agree that most of it is in the mind.

Have realistic daily targets, and concentrate on each day and the journey that's happening 'now'.

Don't think of the end/finish, or each day will just be a chore, similar to a marathon runner (you NEVER see them smiling) who s l o w l y counts down the miles to go.