Saturday turned out to be very special - we were watching TV when we realised the 'Nightriders' were going past;
So we did what we did last year - grabbed whatever LED lights we could find and stood at the side of the road to wish them on their way.
Robyn had a balloon with an LED inside, I had a children's sparkly LED wand.
We were in good company;
Thousands of women were riding past - for the annual 'Ride the Night' event organised by 'Women v cancer to raise money for the three main women's cancer charities; Breast Cancer Care, Joe's Cervical Cancer Trust and Ovarian Cancer Action.
They were in for a long, hard night - the night ride started at Windsor Racecourse and was going to be winding its way through to central London and then all the way back in time for dawn.
That's a hundred kilometres or more than 60 miles.
The nightriders wear all kinds of LED's, there are lots of illuminated rabbit ears, pink tutu's, bikes lit up with strings of Christmas lights and, of course, lots and lots of angels wings
There's something inherently exciting about standing at the side of the road watching races like Le Tour de France or the Tour of Britain going past.
But nothing compares with cheering on the nightriders as they ride past into the night - each with their own story to tell and on track to raising £2 million between them for the three charities.
We were out there at the side of the road cheering them on and waving lights for two hours.
Afterwards I could hardly walk and I paid for it today when my back was agony again but I wouldn't have it any other way.
(a don't stop till you drop production)