I have returned home from a very hard days work in the saddle.
Bailing out was seriously considered last night, but a busy schedule has meant no time for proper rides in two months, so with time set aside today, I decided there would be no excuses.
The rain was not too bad. The heavy rain died off as I crossed the FRB, and only returned on the final stretch into St Andrews. I even managed to enjoy an ice cream cone on Cleish Hill. The wind, however, was exactly as advertised: relentless, and more or less straight in your face almost the entire day, sending my average speed crashing downwards. Especially the last 15 km or so from Craigrothie were absolute torture. On the plus side, the cakes at Freuchie were once again outstanding, and just about made the whole thing worth it.
I only hung around at the finish long enough to collect my certificate, before setting off for the last push to Dundee, where I had a train reservation for home. I spend the waiting time assaulting several local fast food outlets to recover some energy...
My ride time from Edinburgh to St Andrews was an abysmal 5hr35min. All tallied up I covered just over 136 km for the day.