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I was just thinking about my next small adventure which is just over a week away... finishing at the top of Alpe Dhuez... I’ll be doing about 900mile before I see them...

I know that I’ve said that I’m back before but after this weekend and today... I AM.... in that time he’s been my employer, sponsor, manager and long term GOOD friend... compared to America I was layered up, three in total!!... I felt like a small child looking in the window of a sweet shop...that didn’t matter... I QUIT!!!

both mine and Sean’s days very nearly came to an abrupt end... We’d planned to be New Orleans for sat night (156 miles)... “you not brining your lid then!!!”... we rode side by side every now and then for a little chat... jokes where coming out we were in high spirits having a laugh together and enjoying the day again.... weirdest/loudest crunching crashing banging kind of sound followed by the most painful scream yell and shout but with surprise pain and discomfort all at the same time..

I’ve had my head wedges firmly in my arse... should I just disappear??.... I got a new bike and new helmet... well she put me right anyway, she took me back to the big “C” and put me straight on a number of things... My nurses have told me since that when I first got to ward 21 they didn’t think I would be with them long and that wasn’t due to a speedy recovery!!

However, what I was not expecting was for them to remove my catheter. I'd had it for just over two weeks and it automatically emptied my bladder without me knowing. My concern was would I be able to go on my own? Would I know when to go or would I end up wetting myself?!.....................................It has just been over six days since my back operation and I have not had a proper "bowel movement" so I was feeling extremely bloated

I actually don’t feel great.... the abandoned feeling.... I felt like I was in a place of pure harmony..... People have said I’m like a cat, if that’s the case then I’ve got 6 lives left and as long as I loose them smiling and trying to make a difference to the lives of others then ROCK ON!!!

The number 18 is a special number, in Hebrew letters it's spelt the same as the number 'chai' which means 'life'.

Having been shown and seen an amazing amount of kindness recently I wondered what the world would be like if kindness was everyones number one priority. Then someone sent me the following email. I had already seen it before, however it is a great read so I read it again.

Well tomorrow the big day is finally here. This will be a turning point and assuming everything goes well I can start my physiotherapy and start planning a date to go back to the UK. So far due to my broken L2 vertebrae I have had very limited movement, basically restricted to lying on my back 24 hours a day, which has become boring and frustrating. So I am actually looking forward to the operation. It takes place at 2pm on Thursday (8pm) in UK and will take 4-5 hours.

I have a catheda (tube attatched to my penis) which means I do not need to leave my bed to go to the bathroom to pass urine. I did get a bed bath by two lovely ladies, while a third watched and took my temperature

I have been told I was hit by a pick up truck travelling at 70mph. I have suffered a broken back, a broken leg, shattered pelvis, fractured orbital eye socket, broken teeth, deep laceration to the left leg, 26 stitches on my face and many cuts and bruises. My body is covered in scabs.

Sean is in ICU in Baton Rouge now...

I have copied and pasted a few posts from Facebook in order to keep you updated here… I have just spoken to Dr Ellander an Orthapaedic surgeon working on Sean who was unsuccesful last night in removing the ball end of the femur out of the pelvic bone area. Going to put him under a general anaesthetic...

Hi Everyone I’m sorry this is not a full blog and not written to the usual standard but i wanted to firstly say thank you so much for all the support you have given, it has really helped in many ways we hope you will never know!! I will of course as already promised be updating you all with a blog in the next day or so. I had hoped to do it today however when i was taken off my drip

Sean and James are both in hospital after being hit by a truck in Louisiana. Sean is in surgery now with a broken back, pelvis and other injuries, James has lots of road rash possible broken ribs, stiches and minor injuries. your messages of support for both the lads and there families are greatly appreciated. We will keep you updated.

Adrian was a keen cyclist and is unable to cycle now due to ALS. However he is in India having some stem cell treatment. We wish him well and hope he is able to get back on his bike. We will devote tomorrows ride to Adrian and wish him all the best for the future. I have copied and pasted “What is ALS?” from the ALS website...................................................When I hear about people like Adrian, it reminds me how fortunate I am. It makes me appreciate all the things I am able to do, especially the little things I often take for granted like walk, run, cycle.

Good-bye Texas, hello Louisiana (LA), another milestone, another state. Today was a better day, however still a long day. We had relatively flat roads and fairly cool temperatures but we still had the unrelenting wind against us, which kept our pace slow. James was cycling well and took on the hard job of cycling in front while I drafted him. On a positive note the wind kept us cooler.

Today we took a very scenic route through another nation park. It was another day of wind, rain and hills. At least the rain was warm! We saw 5 dead pigs at the side of the road.

We saw a Roadrunner (bird, like the cartoon) and funnily enough it was running along the road. Then we saw a snake sunbathing on the side of the road............................................................. After putting it back on and attempting to get going again I lost my balance and fell off my bike landing with my full weight onto my hands. Ouch!....................................................... We finally got to the motel at 8.45pm, 13 1/2 hours after we set off. Absolutely shattered