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Hi everyone I used to be on the forum as Kingclumsy, a level three ranger/roller knight but I've created this account as my old user name didnt seem very appropriate given I've since come out as transgender! I also wanted a fresh start as my health and excercise has changed a lot tl;dr I'm limited to walking with a stick and have since aquired a handcycle (hand powered tricycle) and am limited to upper pody workouts Please check out my battle log in my sig for more information. I hope to get to know you awesome nerds again as I get on with my plan

CW: Loss, death, cancer, Some of this is cross-posted from blunder-bolt.tumblr.com I have had an account here under the name "Kingclumsy" but combo of forgetting my password and coming out as transgender meant I wanted to change my user name. Bolt451 comes from my roller derby name "Blunderbolt" and my derby number. I used to skate with roller derby teams but a series of deep vein thromboses (bloody clots) left me with mobility problems and unable to skate, let alone take part in contact sports. I’ve got a plan for fitness and I hope I don’t set myself up for a fall and don’t follow through with this. If anyone reads this I’d be grateful if you pestered me into keeping up to this. I’m mostly writing this for myself to poke myself into doing this. Quick explanation for people who don’t know me that well and it starts on a massive downer. I lost my brother, Ian to cancer last year year, in the space of seven months he went from diagnosis to passing away. It’s been just about six months and it still effing hurts sometimes. I’ve set my mind to do something positive out of this in the grand tradition of raising money for charity and in Ian’s tradition of doing something epic with probably minimal preparation. A few years ago Ian tried to enter a charity London to Paris cycle ride but didn’t get a place on it. I can’t remember if he missed the deadline or didn’t raise enough money or just didn’t get a place but still wanting to raise money he instead cycled from his then house in Feltham, Greater London to my parents’ house in Dursley, Gloucestershire. He did this in a day. A quick google maps tells me this is approximately 110 miles and nine and a half hours of cycling. This was a relatively easy trip up the Thames valley and then cross the far harder Cotswold Hills. Apparently he got to mum and dad’s and pretty much slept for 24 hours. So in honour of the big bearded one that was my brother. I’m going to do the return trip. Dursley to Feltham. Hopefully in a day, but I’ll settle for two. There’s only one major flaw to this. Medically speaking: my legs are knackered. Again, apologies to people who know me well. Owing to an abnormality in my circulatory system I have a problem called post-thrombotic syndrome in both my legs. It means I can’t walk that well or for that far, I can’t run and I definitely can’t ride a normal bike! Instead I have a reyhatri handcycle. So I’ll use that My upper body strength is and always has been atrocious. Hills are really evil on this bike as it’s big, heavy and awkward and a quick google looks like there’s either several ranges of hills in the way or a big detour. The date I’had set myself for this big trip is around the sixteenth of May. It would’ve been Ian’s thirty sixth birthday but this has been delayed to to health problems. I’m going to self indulgently blog about this. Feel free to pester me into doing this, or follow me on any of the following, or here. I’ll try and keep this up to date with my training and other thoughts. Twitter: @bolt_451 Instagram: bolt451 Myfitnesspal: Blunder_bolt