Well that was a ride to forget.
I set off at 11:30 with the intention of riding from Sheffield to Bridlington before turning back and heading for Skipsea to make up the 100 miles. It was cold but not raining... yet. That didn't last long though and the rain soon started to fall, you know, that fine rain that soaks you through.
I battled on and looked at my Garmin. 15 miles. "Is that it?" The only thought that I had in my head was that I had another 85 miles of this to endure.
I managed to reach 45 miles where I took a brief stop to take on an energy gel and a small toilet break. Let's just say that
it was numb. Not a nice experience.
I plodded along but there was no restbite with the flat ride. Something I'm not used to at all. I'm more accustomed to the undulating terrain and getting a rest on the descents. No such rest here.
There was one small hill I had to contend with and a Cat 4 (according to Strava) at that too. I made it to the top and started the small descent. BANG! Puncture.

. Luckily I had a spare tube and 18 minutes later and a few more swear words I was back on the road again.
Time and light certainly wasn't on my side and instead of making the 100 miles I had to cut the ride short and head to Skipsea.
I made it. 86 miles from start to finish and 6 hours and 30 minutes after I set off. Freezing, cold and shaking after my worst ride of my cycling career. The only positive to take from it was the accolade of my longest ride yet and the pint of cider and warm shower which was awaiting me.
I definitely want to give this ride another go but when the temperature increases... by around 20 degrees.
You can view the ride
here.