I had to visit my GP yesterday. I am 76-years-old and had to introduce myself as she’d never met me.

“When people see me with this bike they probably think I’m an old cripple who can’t even walk his fat dog. Well… he’s not fat. That’s muscle, I had to buy this special bike because Dynamo was becoming too strong to handle on two wheels. He is my greatest project at the moment. I rescued him three years ago and I am his trainer. This dog needs 10 miles a day just to warm up. We chase foxes at night to keep them out of our neighbourhood. He is at his peak when he is out running. I am no cripple either, I did my last triathlon when I was 72. I swam Alcatraz to San Francisco on the 6th of January. I cycled from Vancouver to San Fransisco, 1,300 miles, in nine-and-a-half-days. I ran marathons and mountains all over the world. I trained a young lad who holds a world record for mountain running… I had to visit my GP yesterday. I am 76-years-old and had to introduce myself as she’d never met me. I said I’m feeling great, I’m just here to do this mandatory checkup for over 70’s for my parachute jump in April…”