For the uninitiated Randleism is very similar to Tannerisation, only where Tannerisation holds all but the fittest riders at their aerobic threshold, Randleism doesn't. Randleism pushes the victim, sorry rider, beyond their limit until they become a gasping slavering broken shell.

As the five set off towards Selby John and Wayne maintained a lightening pace at the front, Pete and Dean were next and Danny was at the back. After about seven or eight miles John and Wayne swung off to let Pete and Dean through. Several more miles passed when their ride was interrupted by a sudden loud hiss coming from Wayne's back wheel. As the group caught their breath Wayne replaced his tube and they were soon back on their way and approaching the outskirts of Selby.

Being such a lovely day the streets of Selby were quite busy and the group had to take care whilst negotiating the town centre. This lowered the speed considerably and meant Danny was able to compose himself whilst Pete and the others were eager to get rolling again. On leaving the town, in the direction of Tadcaster, normal service was resumed and the group was soon back up to speed, even though they were now riding into a stiff headwind.

Just after passing through the village of Ryther disaster struck again. Danny's front tyre split with a loud bang forcing the group to stop once again. After ensuring Danny had someone to rescue him the remaining four continued on their way.

As the road began to drag up towards Towton the pace remained high and not having the weaker rider to consider the gloves were well and truly off. After putting in a hard turn up the long drag from Ulleskelf, Pete and Dean swung off and let John and Wayne lead the way along the main Tadcaster road and over the hill to Saxton. As they descended into Saxton village they caught a tractor which was forced to slow whilst manoeuvring around the parked cars. On the climb out of the village the tractor accelerated hard forcing the four of them to dig deep if they were to remain in it's slipstream. As it neared the brow of the hill John and Wayne were tucked close in behind but Pete and Dean were forced to ride slightly further back and had to battle with the strong cross wind. As they crested the brow of the hill the tractor turned leaving them to ride the last few miles to the cafe unaided. Pete rode at the front with Wayne, who by this time was beginning to feel the effects of his efforts and was in need of some solid food. Just before reaching the cafe at Sherburn the quartet were struck by yet another puncture, this time on Dean's bike.

Whilst the four of them enjoyed their coffee and cake Danny, and his dad who had come to his rescue, were searching for a bike shop. As it was Wednesday finding one that was open made this task all the more difficult. Eventually they ended up at Halfords in Leeds, over 20 miles away, where they bought a new tyre and tube. After a quick stop off at Danny's parent's home in the outskirts of Leeds, he was ready to meet back up at the cafe. By this time Ken Cowdell had joined Pete, Dean, John and Wayne and as Danny arrived in the cafe car park they were just setting off on the homeward leg of their ride.

The ride home was slightly more relaxed than the outward leg, but only slightly. Pete was still riding strongly but Danny was beginning to suffer from the hunger knock and having ridden above his ability level for such an extended period. As they arrived in the village of Beal misfortune struck again. Ken's front wheel slide from under him on a deceptively slippery bend. Unfortunately Ken fell directly in front of Dean who was unable to avoid crashing into him. Given Dean's recent surgery, to repair his thumb and collarbone, the other five, including Ken, were fearful he may have seriously injured himself in the fall. To everyone's relief they were both relatively unharmed, apart from a few grazes and the odd bruise.

After Wayne and Ken turned off to make their respective ways home the remaining four were left to continue their journey towards Doncaster. For good measure Pete and John lifted the pace once more just to squeeze the last drops of effort out of the group. Slightly before the quartet parted company Dean was heard telling, a now exhausted Danny that the day's riding had been "a good hard training session". To which Danny replied "I'm a fat third cat, do I really need to train this hard?!" Dean smiled and laughed whilst Pete and John kept pushing on.