Cycling to the International Space Station
There’s an exercise bike in the corner of my writing room. Since I first considered applying to be an astronaut, I’ve covered 680 km, which turns out to be the distance to the International Space Station and back.
It’s certainly done the trick. Yesterday I had my medical to be able to apply to ESA (the European Space Agency) and I passed with flying colours. It means I’ve cleared the first (admittedly of several) hurdles in my quest to reach the International Space Station for real.
Johnny Mackintosh may have beaten me into space, but my mission to follow him has already begun.